how do you wanna face it? when the end is so close you can taste it
With no concrete answer, I’m not sure what to do with the girl.
It’s surprisingly annoying. I don’t feel like guessing. If she’s content to learn and observe then that’s great, she can continue to do just that. Making a humming sound of acknowledgement, I continue to make my way through the market until we reach a more open area, at which point I turn to her, and in a friendly manner, simply say, “Well when you think of something specific, or want an introduction somewhere, let me know.” Giving her a little clap on the shoulder, I turn to go. “Gotta get back to the Hanged Man. Have a good ‘un.”
Unless she stops me, I’ll head down an side street towards the bar.
It’s surprisingly annoying. I don’t feel like guessing. If she’s content to learn and observe then that’s great, she can continue to do just that. Making a humming sound of acknowledgement, I continue to make my way through the market until we reach a more open area, at which point I turn to her, and in a friendly manner, simply say, “Well when you think of something specific, or want an introduction somewhere, let me know.” Giving her a little clap on the shoulder, I turn to go. “Gotta get back to the Hanged Man. Have a good ‘un.”
Unless she stops me, I’ll head down an side street towards the bar.
