Pursuit of Steps
There she was; figuring something in her mind that creates quite uncertain feel of answers. This guy that he met in the coffee shop the other day; he kept on appear in her mind all the time. As she fiddling a card with a handwritten number of his between her index and middle finger, she thought to herself whether she dial it or leave it as it is.
Swiftly grabbing her phone, she presses the touchscreen with two moves of her finger that being read as “Hi”. There is nothing to lose on her end but she is afraid that it would create the base for expectation that would easily become the most vulnerable thing that she would not want to own it anymore.
As her thumb is pressing the “Send” button, a jolt of sensation creates a thud in her chest. Long time she has forgotten upon the way to interact with a person who creates an impression of interest to her. Less than a minute, her phone vibrates. Slowly, she pick up the phone and read the message from the number she sent earlier on.
“Hi. What took you so long?”.
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