Dreamer

As the already lukewarm water cascaded down her body, she lost herself in a scenario.

“Hey, I really have to talk to you. Can you spare a minute?

I, uhhm… Your laugh makes me happy… and I like you a lot.”

She bit her lip as she ran the sponge over her skin absentmindedly and further opened the hot water tap. She looked away shyly as if he were standing before her. He looked handsome, drenched in the summer rain.

“You have this confidence about you; an aura. That and let’s not kid ourselves, you’re really hot.”

The man’s cheeks flushed. She laughed nervously.

“Can we, uhhm… Can we get a coffee? Sometime. Anytime, really.

Great!

Now? Oh sure, this afternoon would be… great.”

The hot water tap hit its bump stop and the water temperature began to plummet.

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