I shrugged awkwardly. “Wanted it small. I come in here if I’m having a bad day. You know, just feeling shitty or had an asshole client.” She was quiet for a moment, then said, “You haven’t been in here for a while then. Not since I moved in, I mean. So that’s good.” I shrugged again, keeping my head bent as I fiddled with the box of matches in my hands. Then I heard myself mumble, “Yeah, well. I dunno. I guess you make me happy, or whatever.”
Its so cute
