As I sit here in the library I can't help but to overhear a girl talking to a boy. AT a boy, to be precise, because she's babbling like a crazy person and all he ever does is murmour an "uh-huh" or "mhm" or "yeah" every now and then.
"Yeah, so I had [insert class here] but now I'm free till 2."
Pause. (Maybe for him to suggest an activity? Not likely to happen 'cause the boy seems to be busy with his reading.)
"But yeah, not like I'll be bored or anything", she continues, "'cause I'm gonna go shopping or something."
"Mmhm", he mumbles.
"So you have your classes there at the corner, huh?"
"Yeah." Flips a page.
"We're all the way up, you know, where the rafters are."
Silence. Flips a page.
"Well..." And she wanders off to the book shelves.
A few minutes later she returns, sits in front of him, turns to him and stares at him as he reads. And as I leave some time later, she's still doing that.
"Yeah, so I had [insert class here] but now I'm free till 2."
Pause. (Maybe for him to suggest an activity? Not likely to happen 'cause the boy seems to be busy with his reading.)
"But yeah, not like I'll be bored or anything", she continues, "'cause I'm gonna go shopping or something."
"Mmhm", he mumbles.
"So you have your classes there at the corner, huh?"
"Yeah." Flips a page.
"We're all the way up, you know, where the rafters are."
Silence. Flips a page.
"Well..." And she wanders off to the book shelves.
A few minutes later she returns, sits in front of him, turns to him and stares at him as he reads. And as I leave some time later, she's still doing that.
