the long run

"Glenn don't die ! he's trap, please don't let him die" I sob for what seems like decades when in reality it's only five minutes.

That's what happens when Gregory Nicotero decides to kill my favorite character of the Walking Dead. I have a meltdown, because indeed Glenn is my future husband.

I look down at my phone and decided to tweet about his death. Not only two minutes later I get a retweet and a comment by a stranger.
"Glenn doesn't die, he goes under the garbage" - unknown
I smile at the tweet
"I actually never thought about that, good interface" I tweet back
"yeah well when you became obsessed with a show, you try to make as many observations as you can" -unknown replies

This person is someone I would like to get to know, mmmm I should ask for their name
"I like your the way you think, by the way my name is Serena, yours is ?"
"Thomas, might seem off but can I get your number ?"