You’ve been perceived as a rather bitter woman. She’s your neighbour you end up seeing almost everywhere you go, as if she’s stalking or eyeing you. Everyone says you’re bitter and hard to talk to, but she thinks differently, as if she could break your tough exterior.

right know you’re grocery shopping and walking back to your car, of course she’s sitting in her car smoking and looking at every step you take.

Before she drives back home she decides to get out of her car and talk to you. She walks over to you still with her cigarette between her lips and her hands in her leather jacket.

“Hey, quite a coincidence I meet you here mh?”