Los Angeles Supermarket

I went to the cornerstore. The guy I like served me. He was asking me whether I went out at the weekend. I was saying it’s a bit rough. He was saying serving in the shop on Friday and Saturday night was difficult with an edge of violence.

He said “it was not a good shift”. I said I’d stayed indoors.

When I came back later he had finished his shift. He had his bike ready. I was buying a carton of coffee. We left around the same point but he hurried off round the corner not waiting to talk to me.

I need to find friends who actually want to spend time with me.

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