I can't believe this is happening. It's like I've stumbled out of a depressing black-and-white indie movie into a rom-com meet cute. Or I would, if it weren't for the fact he's at least twenty years older than me, and I'm pretty much the definition of emotionally unavailable. I can flirt with him, though, can't I? “So, our anniversary, huh? How many years? In case he asks, of course.”
