Dear Awkward

Sorry, but you can't take hints well...

We sit on the bench, staring off into space. It is freezing outside, and I mean frigid. So what do I say? 'Damn, it's cold.' You continue babbling about the Companion Cube, and I listen, laughing at the little jokes.
You pause for a moment before speaking again. 'What the hell? Are you cold or something? I can hear your teeth chattering from over here...'
I speak between the shivers. 'Freezing. Are you warm?' And I scoot closer.
HINT HINT BUDDY!
'I'm actually pretty cold... I have poor circulation...' You wiggle your fingers in front of my face.
Face-palm.
Maybe I should be blunt next time and just say to you 'I'm kind of cold right now, give me a damn hug you moron.'

Author's Note

I guess I'm just a pessimist and a little (a lot) rude at times.
This is super short too... Eh...

Reviews

[GrandDystopia]

I totally forgot about this series, it's nice to rant about stuff, good for the soul haha! I can be a major cynic so i can relate to how you feel, and short? Does not stop it from being enjoyable to read! Nice work