A Klutzy Flub - Four

Ahh… It’s awkward. She thinks of a way to cool things down, but he’s all that’s occupying her mind.

Is she going to let it go? Go on like nothing happened? She doesn’t know! He got her brain tangled in a whole new way. Let’s see what he would do, eh?

His name is on her search ever since she had eyes on him. So now, whenever he tweets, she gets to be updated by and by. She couldn’t help it, she had to do something.

Her: Do you, by any chance, feel awkward around me?

Him: Nope. I don’t.

Her: Good! Good…

-He’s lying… I’m a girl, I can sense it-

Him: Why would you think that I feel awkward around you?

Her: Err… Because of all the awkward situations that you went thru… Because of me. I mean, you did mention that people came to you and that it’s very “out there”…

Him: Don’t worry about it, I can handle myself. I’m worried about you.

Her: Haha why!

Him: For obvious reasons. Anyways, are my tweets that revealing about me?

Her: Obvious? I wouldn’t ask why if they were… Define “revealing”?

Him: I mean, how can one feel ‘something’ about another from these few tweets when one didn’t even meet another in real life? Cryptic much?

Her: You’d be amazed to know how much just a scene or an incident or even a couple of words affect one’s heart. But then again, how’d you know? :)

Him: I’m talking from experience here, people on Twitter can be VERY different from the image we construct of them.

Her: Haha okay this will sound a little too straight forward from a girl but I think I like your Twitter image quite enough.

Him: That’s the problem! This ‘image’ we construct can be very problematic in the future when/if we meet in person.

Her: You're talking like there aren't people on Twitter who know you in person! There are, and they don't despise you, it would obviously show if you had another personality or whatever… Wouldn't it?

Him: Well, I sure don’t have another personality. It’s just that Twitter is not a good representative of what real life interaction is.

Her: I know what you mean; I’m old enough to realize that. Anyhow, it’s just a feeling, why’d you care anyway? It happens.

Him: Lol I care because, apparently, I’m part of it. Of course I’ll care.

Her: You don't want to be, I know, and it's okay. Think of it as something "fictional". As in, I did what I did so I'd just add something interesting to my life…

-Sigh… This is getting outta hand…-

Him: Yeah well, it’s hard to lie to myself :P I’ll try though.

-EndOfPartFour-