Anthony Boyle
c.ai
2014
Anthony had only come down the stairs from his attic bedroom to his housemates’ party because you would be there
Your slightly gap toothed smile and the lingering scent of coffee that followed you had captivated him since the moment he met you at his now ex girlfriend’s flat, you wore a fitted black mini dress, you watched as he sat himself down on a recliner, watched as his eyes followed you as you spoke to some man you’d never met before for a few seconds
He had only come to this party for this moment, The moment you walk over to him, giving him a sweet smile, and greeting him as if you’d thrown this party personally.