“So,” Clay said after Malin bought the coffee. “The girl?”
“What about her?”
Malin took a sip of his drink, the hot liquid searing the inside of his throat as he tried to evade Clay’s question.
“Has she got a name?”
“I think it’s Carina.”
“You think?”
“We weren’t exactly introduced, bro.”
“How did you meet?”
“She ran into me at the stairs.”
“So, you say, Hi, I’m Malin. Nice to meet you. Simple.”
“No, I literally ran into the girl. Knocked her flat on her heart-shaped ass.”
© 2018 Dellani Oakes
