I saw this girl at 711 while I was waiting for them to make food for me and she was like the most amazing girl, I felt like if I talked to her, my life would just take after endless opportunities. She had short hair which was pushed back to the top of her neck and had a spy agent look to it and she was tan but like the naturally browned-skin white people. And she was wearing this mysterious aviator jacket and short shorts and these intelligent ass boots. And to top it off she was wearing black nail polish. She was what my life had been waiting for, and I even had a slick conversation starter to use. She bought cigarettes and left. The whole time I said nothing and starred at her through my peripheral vision.
This is me recounting the event really high an hour later.