Just two months ago, when he stepped off the plane, he became an independent young man who had to survive the merciless world as an adult. He occupied a lone seat and made himself comfortable as he fit one of his earphones into his ear. And for some strange reason, as I smiled back at her, I felt as if though the money wasn’t the sole reason that was holding me back. “Never mind, never mind!” the worker exclaimed, urging the girl behind the counter. It didn’t take a lot of effort, since there were only crumbs to worry about. But he stopped himself from checking the girl out any further, being the devoted Christian he was and the well raised man he had grown up to be. He stared upwards, his lips parted as he hummed thoughtfully. All the ones I had dated turned out to either be after my body, or just weren’t my type. When he was up and standing, a coffee shop caught his attention.
