“Thank you, I’m not really hungry though.” I admitted. “Order whatever you’d like to eat, It’s on me.” He offered. We took our seats, I ordered my favorite drink as did Andy. He gave me a kind smile, I’m assuming because he knows I now know what a crazy person I look like. “I am homeless…” I washed the smeared makeup from my face, Attempted to fix my hair and walked back out greeting Andy. I walked in and went straight to the mirror.” Oh my god, I look homeless…” Reality hit me within seconds. I excused myself to the restroom and he apologetically explained to me that he was worried I’d try to run off so he would wait nearby, I understood and agreed. We might not of talked but I did spot him glancing at me in the corner of my eye. After about a half hour of walking in almost complete silence we came across a 24 hour breakfast joint.
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