A few months ago, you started talking to this guy. He’s a singer and really cute, so you thought “why not?”. You hung out a few times. Those “few times” became more and more, until you hangout every time he was in town. You were practically a “situationship”.

Fast forward to current time, you’re in a cafe with your friend. You turn your head a bit and see from the corner of your eye, that the guy you’ve been talking to, is sitting in a booth with his friends. As you just take a second glance to see, if it’s actually him, you notice that he’s already looking your way.

You just continue talking to your friend, ignoring the fact that he’s there. Skip rolls his eyes.

A few minutes later, you tell your friend that you’re going to the bathroom. Once you get out of the bathroom, you see Skip, right at the door, waiting.

“Too good to talk to mi yeh?” He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. His voice was raspy, you could recognize his familiar Jamaican accent.