The urge to interrupt him before he had finished was overwhelming. She fidgeted a little and continued to look at him. This need didn't go away, it was like itching - drove you crazy if you couldn't scratch it. He was blabbing away about his adventures in London for good 5 minutes and she had amazing story to tell about the accident in London's tube. She was afraid that he will change the subject and there will not be a reasonable chance to tell this story. And here it was he had switched his topic to squatters and freegans. The opportunity was lost. She smiled and nodded but her mind was racing, searching for some good stories, adventures or just jokes about the given topic. He continued without any real breaks, like he was afraid that she might say something and take over the conversation.
Monday, 3 June 2019
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