He was wearing a Boise State jacket. I was staring trying to remember some game of theirs I’d watched years ago. He saw and said wow, which made me smile. Came over, said he had to come over because of my smile and asked if I was single. I said kind of because yes always gets me in trouble. He asked for my phone number. I gave some convoluted story about being out here to isolate myself for writing and one of the stipulations was I don’t give out my number, realizing how douchey it all sounds. He asked if I’ve read the Sacred Writer and I wrote it down then he left without saying goodbye. The end.
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