I don't want to look at the person who saw me singing like a psychiatrist' patient. A patient on the loose!
I'm not leaving eye contact with the floor like it is the one at fault. I didn't bother look at my audience or audiences. Note the sarcasm please.
"What a mind blowing performance you had Miss."
I finally turned my head upon hearing that voice. I didn't expect it to be a guy!
Now the embarrassment I'm feeling earlier is overflowing.
Laughter is evident on his face, I rolled my eyes.
"You're free to laugh Mister." I said full of sarcasm.
Then he let out a very loud laughter. He laughed while holding his stomach.
"Too much laughin' can lead you inside a coffin." I said with crossed arms to lessen the embarrassment I'm feeling.
A minutes after he's done and he faced me. There's a smile on his lips as if he feels he's cute doing that.
Okay, I admit he's very handsome doing that.
Honestly, I'm not into handsome faces I prefer cute.
But it is really true that in every rule there's an exemption.
He let out a fake cough. "By the way, my name is Vincent Zardua. You?" He introduced himself with hands inside his pocket.
Psh, I thought he'll shake my hand. I'm kind of dissapointed though.
Gosh, don't mind me I'm just bluffing.