sameguy
That one guy you see EVERYWHERE. You cross paths several times a month, minimum, but neither of you ever acknowledges the situation beyond fleeting, inadvertent eye contact. Though sameguy's level of personal mystique varies on a case-by-case basis, he's never crush-worthy or even friend-worthy. If he were, you would have spoken to him by now.
It doesn't matter what neighborhood I'm in or what I'm doing there, I ALWAYS see that sameguy with the with the greasy hair and mismatched Converse high-tops.
I slipped and fell on some ice while running for the bus and of course, that sameguy was on the bus and saw the whole thing.
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I slipped and fell on some ice while running for the bus and of course, that sameguy was on the bus and saw the whole thing.
strangers lurking surrealism silence booty