i was at the mall yesterday looking for bedsheet. they had sale but surprisingly, not many people were in the bedsheet area shopping. i was just there all by myself.
i was choosing colors and all of a sudden, my ex came out of nowhere and said, “you’re looking for bedsheet? yeah, i need to get a new [bedsheet], too” and he started asking me which color he should pick, if his bed is standard or twin, etc.
i tried to move away & yet he kept on asking me questions. he made a comment about my hair, as i just had it cut short; he asked me about baseball as he saw my baseball tickets ( i actually had just come from a baseball game before i went to the mall). he then said, “tell me your story while i look for my bedsheet.”
then he invited me to eat dinner with him. we went to a steakhouse. he kept on talking. he then said he’ll be having BYOB next weekend. he invited me to join him.
so he dropped me off at my house. he reminded me of the BYOB & bring my friends, too
isn’t that weird?
Viola
