The Meeting

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I walked down the street, grimacing as I positioned my grip on the bag of chili dogs from the store. Sonic kept complaining about the lack of chili dogs and ordered I go out and buy more. He never fails to get on my nerves. But I still love him.

Walking down the street, I glared at the people passing by. They looked down at the ground uncomfortably. Not that I blame them; I'm not the most comforting person to look at. I turned the corner. 

Bonk!

Muttering a swear, I pushed away from what I ran into. The fowl smell of muck and gas made me scrunch up my nose. "Sorry there," a man croaked, his thick Scottish accent shooting me into a state of numbing calm. I looked up at him. Tall, at least a few feet taller than me. He looked down at me with soft brown eyes, contrasting with his pea-green skin. Flies swarmed around the man. He swatted them away as they landed on him.

"O-oh..." I stammered, all words escaping my brain. "I-it's alright," I managed to cough out. Swallowing hard, I tightened my grip on the bag. The man reached down to me. I parted my lips slightly, anticipating his move. He brushed my shoulder off.

"A bit o' dirt on yeh'," he told me at almost a whisper.

"A-ah, thank you," I forced a small smile, feeling my face get warm. I hurried past him, feeling his gaze follow me down the street. I gripped my chest tightly, struggling to calm my racing heart.

I already have Sonic, I'm taken.

So why does this man excite me in my nether regions?

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