A guy working behind a food counter was so actually nice and kind to me that I felt shy. It wasn't creepy either. It's just that he was really nice. I felt really shy, and after I ate, I took the back roads home because I don't know, I'm not used to people being that nice?
He was really nice, like genuinely nice.
I don't know. Maybe he was just having a good day?
I had a feeling he could find out my secrets.
A complete stranger.
It's not that he wanted to find out my secrets. It's just that...he would be able to handle knowing...Oh well, how to explain?
Maybe he was a priest in another life? A good one. I don't know. It was weird!
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