Memory Sticks (59)

He’s not bad, she thinks. Tall and slim, not skinny, with a smooth clear face and dark eyes and heavy eyebrows and a strong but narrow jaw. He’s wearing a tight T-shirt with the Prada logo on it. She smiles at him, nervously.

He’s coming over. He’s coming over, oh god he’s coming over here, she thinks.

And he’s there.

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