I put on my best grin and wait for her head to shoot up as she grows closer, for her to peek up at me, flutter her lashes, and apologize for trying to pawn me off, then beg me to let her make it up to me by going down, but she doesn’t do any of those things either. She walks on by, like nothing. Doesn’t try and rub up on me. Doesn’t linger, hoping I’ll grace her with more, be it a quick conversation or impromptu invitation. The girl doesn’t even look my way and then she’s gone.
