| Several weeks ago I went to the plaza to sit down and read a Nelson Demille thriller to improve my English.
Two youngish, slightly getto (coarse) looking HB7s came and sat near by. From behind me, they loked at me, around the area, and one of them peeked into my book. I didn't react, I enjoyed the novel, and was off-state. HBs chattered for a while, stood up, and walked all over the whole floor, kinda searching, looking, seeing. But they came back again and sat 10meters behind me, in a sofa, chatting.
(Now I know why they came to the mall, not to read a book for one, they were looking for a guy, they were rady to test and game someone, they must have been pretty bored too...)
15 minutes of this, and I closed the book and put on my wintercoat and was getting ready to leave. But I could not find my wallet nor my phone, so I went on tuching all my backpack pockets, trousers, and coat, more than 10 pockets and I finally finding them.
That was when I saw Dominat HB7 looking me staight in the eye, intense eyes shining, and touching all over her body, mimicking my phone search routine, stopping and looking back at me quite challengingly.
She must have been hoping to find someone to go up to her, and do a strong cocky-funny routine, someone tougher than her...rowdies like the tough guys because their lives are actuall tough...
I was caught a bit off guard, because HBs usually just ignore me, so when I actually decide to game in the mall, I usually have to change state,role, feel the need to play-act, a cooler character and than I am, and then ready to game, but even then I do it with effort, it feels like work.
Back at the mall, I decided to do a funny clown act, so I made a confused face, pretended to look frantically for my "stolen" phone, go up and down, look under the sofa. Follower HB7 started laughing hoarsely, other stared hard, oppening her mouth. Then I stopped, wawed them goodby and left, they were laughing...
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Sooner than she thinks I'm at her door, from a world she's chosen to ignore.
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