All of a sudden there she was. He felt his turtleneck tighten, sweat on his forehead. Could she be the one, he thought, while he tried to get a grip of his shyness.
-Hello, haven’t seen you before.
What a stupid line. She must think I am fool. I might as well go home.
Oh my God, I can’t take my eyes off those lips. Stop looking at those lips.
-I just moved here, so I don’t think so, she said.
-Oh really, where from, if I may ask.
She smiled.
-A small town, you probably never heard about.
-Try me, he said.
-It’s called “Stop staring at my lips”, heard about it.