Oct 15, 2019
@ofmaite
of all the people he could possibly see in the cafeteria, maitê would be his last choice. but, there she was, standing in line last- aka the person he was supposed to be standing behind. there was no way this wouldn’t be weird. that this wouldn’t hurt. but he was already more than halfway there, he couldn't turn on his heel and run out. so, he bit the bullet and moved to stand behind her, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest, “super cool to be seeing you here instead of in new york about three years and a few weeks ago.” he deadpanned.