| You freeze, unable to quit staring at him. He stares back. You continue to stare He smiles. You just stare. "Well," he says, "I better be going now." You stare. Owen stands and turns to leave. You want to say something, but the words won't come. Abruptly, Owen swings around back towards you. "Hey, listen," he whispers, "I don't noramlly do things like this, but I was wondering if I could have your number. You don't know me from anyone, but I just have a good feeling about this. Owen just asked for your phone number. Ahhh! Can you find the will to break from your trance and utter the seven digets? |
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