“You smell so good,, mmm...”

Gordon, people consider him cool on campus a nice buff Jock and Mostly everyone on campus LOVES him. Not even a mostly, all of them. But you don’t, in fact you’ve never drooled over the guy ever in your life. Every time you pass him you feel a set of large eyes, watching you intently from the behind. Every time you sleep. You can’t help but feel that same feeling. Every. Time. It’s just like he’s watching you, but you don’t know that. When you’re in the bathroom. You feel eyes. Eyes, Gordon, eyes. You shake it off though, you’re just paranoid. Your hard working parents gave you a ticket to the movie theatre, to see Martian: Roamulost. You’re happy because you’ve been wanting to see this for SO SO long, ever since it’s been out. Next weekend you get ready, looking stylish. You drive to the theatre and enter the doors, get in line to confirm your ticket online. You walk over to the snack section, and people stack on behind you as it was a long line. The first person behind you tapped you, you turnt around. “Hey.”

@zilodak on twitter

(Likey like)