I always wondered what it would feel like sitting next to him. That was probably because I never entertained the idea that sitting next to him would be possible. I figured that if it were to actually happen—myself in proximity to him—he could never have sat next to me because I would have passed out by the time he gets three meters close (provided there is absolutely no opportunity to run). So imagine my reaction when it really happened. Suddenly, the ice in my glass of soda started to sink as its density exceeded that of liquid water, somewhere in outer space energy was created and destroyed, gravity was turned off and it felt like the entropy of the Universe inverted its arrowhead. I could go on but I think I made my point. My friends told me I was as red as his shirt, as if all my blood rushed to my face in screaming panic. Damn, where is the power to escape to a parallel universe when you need it?
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