"Oh I'm sorry"
"Don't be, most nightmares are the ones we're living but we pray we're just asleep."
He chuckles again, am I that funny? "All right how about this? We could hang out tomorrow and you tell me about yourself and maybe this town, so I know what I'm in for." What the? Can he really not tell that I'm the last person to ask about this place? I don't go anywhere or do anything, wrong person guy. "Maybe it could be like a date" he smiles
"Uh" I almost said yes then he went and said that, "no thanks" "No?"
"Yeah no I don't do that but super weird of you to ask. I actually hear my conscience telling me to get away from you, so I gotta go but thanks for the muffin." I rush inside shutting and locking the door.
What the everlasting hell was that?
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