Holiday Gas Station

Minneapolis MN

Description

You were in line at the Gas Station with your friend. I was behind you. You kept looking back at me constantly. At first I thought you were scared or something, and even the cashier was wondering why you kept looking back. But eventually I realized you were into me. By the time I realized it, you were walking out the door with your friend. By the time I finished paying, you were already in the car. And driving away by the time I spotted you. I wish you would have just said something, so I would know. But I thought you were cute.