"Why'd you pick me?" he asked.
"Because you're very interesting to look at." His face turned red and a hand grasped his elbow. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Mr- what is your name?"
"Howell, Dan Howell, sir," he choked out. My lips pulled into a smile as he spoke.
"What a handsome name."
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