lunch time romance. the delusional kind.

you're sitting less than a foot away. we're breathing the same air. and im okay with that. see right there it's obvious i like you more than the average human.

you eat your lunch silently. you're being careful not to make too much noise. it's okay you know if you want to chew loud. you can turn the tv on too. i know you like some background noise. ooh is it because it drowns out the chewing?

who just texted you? why aren't you replying? is it your baby momma? what happened there? i mean its not really any of my business but you know, im curious. also what did you mean when you said i don't smile at you? sure i do. im just not at my confident best when im around someone im crushing on. i get awkward. maybe you think im just incredibly arrogant. or mysterious. or both. what do you think? who be texting you again fool? chomp chomp. okay its unnatural to eat that quietly. now im worried. i'll never be comfortable eating around you. that one time at the mexican restaurant was different though. cause there were like forty people there. we talked cricket remember? always a good topic. you were going to make me taste your mother's supposedly mouth shattering dish. id like that. your mum sounds cute. when she calls. with that accent. "will you ask him to call his mother back please?" okay aunty, i want to say. what else am i going to call her? mrs. b is too formal. you can call my mother aunty. im never you introducing to her though. she crazy. you can meet my brother. he'll leave you alone. ooh now you're texting back. fine. i'll go upstairs. my biryani is cold.