You have the most perfect teeth

I kept wanting to say it but never found an opening in the conversation.

I enjoyed talking. A certain amount of discomfort as one expects when meeting a perfect stranger. But I liked talking. I liked listening. I liked how you nervously (or maybe it was just absent-mindedly) played with your lapel.

I liked how you just got up and left. No weirdness in another engagement. Besides, I need to sleep.

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