We sat adjacent at a counter, in our heads and our phones (and you seemed maybe to be journaling).
Were we meant to talk? I wanted to but didn't want to presume, or crowd you. I mustered only to ask you, diffidently, what time they closed. Then you Lyfted or Ubered away.
I'm left with a sense of incompletion and potential. Hope you are too.
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