Sitting on a bench
June 19, 2011 § Leave a comment
I was sitting at the bus stop, eating some Miko’s Italian Ice — passion fruit and pineapple — when a little Mexicano in a suit coat and ruffled button up rolls around the corner on a mountain bike and hollers “hey mami want a riiiiiide?”
With a giggle, I said “no thanks.”
He pulled up next to me and we laughed together for a bit.
“Hey, can I maybe get your number?”
“Ok, I love you byyyyyye.”