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Grouchy pants looks up and meets Tara's eye, cocking his head when he sees the small girl sitting in the corner of the train. Tara cocks her head in return, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her legs swinging lightly. The man shrugs,
"Why not." He walks over to the seat to the right of Tara and sits in it. Tara widens her eyes,
She hadn't expected him to sit next to her.
This is awkward.
Very awkward.
Should I start a conversation?
"So, airport man, how's life?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she facepalmed at the nickname she gave the man. Surprisingly, the man responds, turning towards her with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"It's going good smiley, how about you?" The man responds with a nickname for Tara. She had assumed that the nickname came from when she poked the man's dimples. But since she's a drama queen, she crosses her hands and pouts,
"My name isn't smiley."
"And my name isn't airport man." The man replies, trying to hold back his laughter at the girl in front of him. Tara relaxes and cocks an eyebrow at the man,
"What is your name, dimples?" Tara asks, giving the man another nickname in place of the boring one she had given him at first. The black-haired man smiles at the newer nickname, showing Tara the infamous dimples,
"I like dimples a lot better, smiley, and the name's Min." The man, Min, says, holding out his hand for Tara to shake. Tara extends her hand in return and smiles back,
"I'm Tara, it's nice to meet you, Min." They shake hands and Tara stares at Min, trying to guess what he does.
Doctor?
Nah.
Accountant?
She looks at the Gucci watch and rings adorning his hands, shaking her head,
Absolutely not.
"Tara?" Min waves his hand in front of her face, snapping her out of her Jeopardy trance. She shakes her head, running her hands through her hair,
"Hm?" She asks, causing Min to chuckle. He sets his chin in his palm, checking the time before asking a question,
"Do you have something to ask me, smiley? I noticed you staring at me." Tara widens her eyes and covers her redding face before Min could even see the red start to bloom on her cheeks. Min ruffles her hair, chuckling slightly,
"You can ask me anything, come on smiley." Tara peers towards the black-haired man and shakes her head internally, knowing that he would think that she would be weird for thinking about what he does.
