" is this seat taken? "
an instinctual response of ' clearly, by me ' was well on its' way to bursting out, but barbara's shock over the appearance of the man in front of her seemed to knock the wind out of her entirely. ❝ oh. umm. no? ❞ she turned to survey the scene of richmond green, checking the other remaining benches. all in view were also occupied, in all fairness. ❝ right, sorry, i didn't mean to hog. ❞ she lifted her bag up off the available side of the bench, shifting over a little to give the stranger more room to sit.
❝ okay, where have i seen you before? ❞ it came out of nowhere after a minute or two of sitting in silence with the man, her eyes occasionally flicking to him when he wasn't looking to try and figure it out. it was no good, she had to get to the bottom of it.
