Perpetual student, scientist by training, full-time pop culture enthusiast.
You message him even though it’s been two weeks since you last spoke. Two weeks since you decided to cut ties because he couldn’t give you what you were looking for, what you wanted. You try not to ruminate on the permutations of potential realities. There is only one.
Servers pushing carts
Squeezing through chairs
Navigating the tightest narrows
‘Dan tat?’ They ask