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Okay, so I did "run away from him," and I was running pretty frantically, but that was only to catch the last train out of Umeda Station. Which was directly preceded by this strange moment of, "Should we kiss? Should we not kiss? Am I being too forward? What will s/he say? Dammit, the train's going to leave!" He was pretty smooth, but apparently I'm smoother, and we just turned red in the face and kept swooping in and out of each other's personal space without scoring. Sigh. Well, it's probably for the best. And we know where we're going next time. (I'll give you a hint: he knows a good Mexican restaurant in Umeda.)

[No wonder I'm fat--all I ever do is eat fatty foods and drink booze. I'm going on a water diet now, please.]

I stayed on the far side of the wicket with him until the absolute last minute and stayed redder than a sloshed Japanese businessman. He had one brilliant move that probably would have worked except that I saw through it and couldn't bring myself to turn and face him. (If the tension had been a man's thigh, Sara would have gone wild. It was mega-thick.) I wondered aloud if there was a clock, so I could compare my watch with the "official" train time. He came up close enough to brush against me and struck an arm out against my vision to point out the time. I just turned to follow his finger with my eyes and couldn't look back at him. He was breathing near my ear, but not near enough to be obnoxious. I looked helplessly at the time for a while, until he laughed and patted my shoulder firmly. Then he took a step back. We both exhaled in relief and disappointment. (It was only later that I realized my goof. Dammit, Abby! Apparently you have to be damn smooth to catch a kiss from these lips.)

Age really is relative. I've been 35 from birth, but get me close to a boy I like and suddenly I'm a retarded 16-year-old again. Which is probably why I look 16. Because deep down a stupid teenager is running amuck, pushing all the blood to my face and wreaking havoc with my adrenaline levels.

[Note: get two semi-insecure people together and chances are good they will not kiss. Do it again and you greatly improve your chances. At least, that's what I'm hoping.]

Unfortunately, we're both busy with school/work/crap for quite a while, so who knows when our next date will be.

But I did have a good time.


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Nov. 22nd, 2004 06:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, this is so much fun! I love this post! It's so sweet and exactly true.

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