a cup of tea
We met online. It probably doesn't need saying but I'm old fashioned I suppose.
It was good. Time to get to know each other. All the common ground we shared. Conversation buzzed when we did speak.
Our first meet was over breakfast. There was relief that the transition from avi pic to actual faces was ok. No shocks. From either of us.
As our Full English came and simultaneously we made a sandwich with the bacon. Our hands brushed as we reached for the sauce bottle.
He grabbed the red.
And I realised we had no future together.
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Domestic Slattern. Avid reader. Writes a bit.