"Hi we met the other day, I'm Dawes."
The long pale arm extended, his arm was bruised with the hues of lilac purples and pastel greens.
I looked down at my shoes,
"Please go away."
The silence engulfed us after I had said that.
He took a seat beside me on the bus bench,
"No." he said then smiled again. Still crooked.
I felt nauseous.
"Then I'll go." I said then began my journey home.
But not before he yelled out,
"I will find out your name."