Maybe he's dating her, maybe they're just friends. Either way, he's the painfully out of place white guy in that group of Asian folks. His glasses tint in the sun, they're all chewing gum. The conversation is predominantly Chinese but he's included every so often. He acts disinterested and plays on his phone. When addressed, he responds loudly and with fake confidence. She's too cute for him, regardless. Her two dude friends are chewing their gum in sync, it's weird. She does the talking, they're enamored. They all know he's not part of the group, but he's humored nonetheless.
Nothin to see here, move along...
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012
