i got on at 14th Union Square and we both got off at 42nd grand central. i?m the racially ambiguous latino man with goatee, faded haircut, beige puffer jacket, black pants, white reeboks, and brown warby parker glasses that you kept staring at. you were a (similarly racially ambiguous) girl with equally nerdy glasses, checkered pants, and cute smile to match. every time i looked over i could feel u staring at me and we eventually locked eye contact and smiled at each other. i was in a rush but for a brief moment it felt like the world stood still. i would love to continue our staring session sometime ur free
