Freaking out. You keep twitching because you're so nervous and can't think of anything intelligent to say. He looks away, just as nervous, because you have already frightened him with how much you know about his life. He thinks you're a stalker and now you're scaring him.
Ugh.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Sitting Next To Your Theorist Idol
Posted by dean at 11:15