I'm wearing a white t-shirt that reads: All the rumors are true.
I was standing in wal-mart reading a text someone had just sent me. A woman says, "I want that shirt."
The first thing I see when i look up is titties but I consciously put my eyes on her face and leave them there. Two girls are standing there, one of them pushing a shopping cart and the other (the one showing off her cleavage) is looking at me. I say the first thing that pops in my head.
You can't have it.
They laugh and start to walk away. I walk away too. I get halfway down the aisle, wait a few minutes, turn and walk back. They were looking at some glasses or something. I walk up and kino the girls arm.
Every time I ask a question I kino her by touching her arm.
Me: What is it exactly you like about my shirt?
Her: All the rumors. Thats me. That was me in highschool. Everyone was talking about me. Blah blah blah.
Me to her friend: Did you know her in highschool?
Friend: No.
Me: So you wouldn't know if any of it were true?
Friend: No but her husband is my best friend so I've heard a lot.
I knew right then it was dead but I stayed in set a min.
Me: so how much of these rumors were true?
Her: Not much.
Me: Half?
Her: Less. I wish half of it was true. Wild orgies.
Me: Really?
Her: Yeah I would have liked to take pictures.
Me: What? No pictures. What goes on in the room stays in the room.
(Her friend actually said "stays in the room." with me.
Her: No I would have taken pictures and posted that on the internet.
Me: What? Now you're trying to get everyone in trouble.
Her: I could blur the faces. I'd have done it just to show I could get in that position.
She turned away when she said this and we started walking in separate directions. I was trying to think if it was possible to reopen them with something else. It felt to me like I could have number closed the girl if her friend had not been there.
What was funny to me was that it was the friend NOT the target that mentioned the husband. How after that could I have number closed?
