he was like mid to late twenties maybe? not attractive at all in my opinion, just average. anyway, he says that he noticed me in the aisle (i swear he only had enough time to see me for one second and then immediately walk over) and wanted to introduce himself, so he did. told me his name and that he was new to the area and was originally from AL or whatever. i didn't care, but he sounded official. he then said "i just wanted to reach out to you."
the first thing i think is, oh no. he's seen how tight my jeans are and thinks i'm some loose girl with poor morals and wants to direct me towards Christ or something.
but then he says to me, "i was just wondering if we could exchange numbers."
so i say in a bashful tone while covering my face, "oh sorry, i have a boyfriend and he wouldn't really like that :)"
"it's alright, i believe you. well then have a good one." umm and if he didn't believe me? twas a lie i told, but really, what could he do if i didn't want his number?
hah, reach out. reach out to grab that ass is more like it.