I didn't tell him I just gave him a bag of candy like usual. Except this had an index card with a note "Text first so I know it's you! (phone number)" signed my first name.
We will see.
It was good to see him again and if I'm not mistaken he got a little jealous when I casually mentioned Ace bringing me home after work. I mentioned Ace is a cab driver, and paid, but I got - something.
I am terrible at all the male female stuff.
At any rate he will call; or not. It may be a while before he even finds the index card although I put a Snickers in there.
Either way I am OK.
Last week that guy could have cut my throat instead of my hair. I don't want to have regrets. Twice now I let Buddy get away without letting him know I care. Now at least I know I gave him a sign.
It is very hard to interact on a bus full of deranged people.
But regret is a lot worse to me than rejection.
As promised:
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