THAT1AMETHYST
Really Experienced
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- Jun 22, 2015
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I frequented the comic book store about once a week. I loved it there, it was manga, superhero, geek galore. You didn't see a lot of girls in there, although a few did appear, mostly on the arms of boastful guys. It was for this reason I was often flirted with while in there. A lot of the time it wasn't done very smoothly, but I had picked up a few fleeting relationships over the years. The one person that never talked to me, however, was the man behind the counter.
Sure we'd said some polite banter as I'd purchased items, but I knew nothing about him other than his name-tag said "Andrew" and he'd been working there since my college years when I first started coming here. He was an attractive guy, tall and slender with hair he slicked back and those dark brown eyes that drove me crazy. What was really interesting about him, however, was the fact that he was so quiet. Why was he so reclusive? Was he hiding something?
It was one evening after purchasing the newest "Serenity" comic I decided I was going to pry information out of this guy no matter how much feminine wiles it cost me. I went up to the counter and smiled kindly at Andrew, "Hey, how are you?"
Sure we'd said some polite banter as I'd purchased items, but I knew nothing about him other than his name-tag said "Andrew" and he'd been working there since my college years when I first started coming here. He was an attractive guy, tall and slender with hair he slicked back and those dark brown eyes that drove me crazy. What was really interesting about him, however, was the fact that he was so quiet. Why was he so reclusive? Was he hiding something?
It was one evening after purchasing the newest "Serenity" comic I decided I was going to pry information out of this guy no matter how much feminine wiles it cost me. I went up to the counter and smiled kindly at Andrew, "Hey, how are you?"