Kiss me 2.1
Déesseares from through my windowthrough my windowyour gaze hits the side of my facethe other side of the door
Besides, you never know who you might run into.
I leave the sentence hanging, like bait. I sit across from them, taking a bite of my cereal. The milk seems bland, the food tasteless.
— Run into? repeats Jade, curious.
I put down my spoon, displaying a smile I hope is enigmatic and light.
— Oh, you know… University is a good place to meet people. I think… I think I'm going to start dating again. It's about time, isn't it?
The silence that follows is heavy, cutting. Jade smiles, a little surprised.