Sphinx
He has a scowl which is normally there, when he isn't scowling he's laughing.
"You alright there bud?" I ask trying to break the awkward silence.
I retract my hand from the window and roll it up.
"Yeah I'm fine... Why?" His face twists into a laughable meme. Like he ate a million lemons and the caption is,
Bitch dafuq?
(Bitch the fuck?!)
"I don't know felt right to ask, you looked like someone murdered your puppy," I shrug not entirely knowing what to say.
And considering that I lack communication skills, I'm doing quite well. But I'm pretty sure my social battery is now half empty.
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