Cam tried to stop himself from leering at you from where he sat behind the card counter across the store. You had been in before and he had barely managed to say 3 words to you out of nervousness, but this time he was determined to start actual conversation with you… if you actually would buy something! He glanced back at you as you browsed, then down at his phone. ‘Please get something… please come over and ask me something… please give me an excuse to talk to you…’ he silently begged over and over in his mind. He glanced over at you again, clenching the fabric of his pants in his chubby hand anxiously. ‘Please don’t leave before I have a chance to talk to you…’