*I tried to write this a million ways without it coming out like a tale where Nicolas Sparks fucked Casablanca, but here we are.*
This is the ONLY time I will ever use someone’s real name.
Noah I hope you see this. You should have gotten my number, Dude. I wish we had stayed friends.
When I was young I traveled a lot by myself. I was writing then and had an online job. Sometimes I didn’t use the best judgment of where I landed.
I took a day trip to one country in particular that was not somewhere I probably should have gone. Like, their government collapsed on my way there and I landed in the middle of a protest. I was so naive this barely even phased me. I literally just holed up in a cafe and waited for things to chill.
A dude approached me.
I was not into meeting other people at this point in life. Tbh I was hyper-fixated on finishing my first book and felt any friend I made was a distraction from writing.