Awkward
I walked toward a man in the airport.
It was crowded.
Just in front of me, he levitated 6” off the ground.
And yipped.
He made a perfect landing and continued on his way.
I tried to divert my eyes.
“Man, that must have been awkward for him,”
I thought.
I walked toward a man in the airport.
It was crowded.
Just in front of him, I levitated 6” off the ground.
And yipped.
I made a perfect landing and continued on my way.
He tried to divert his eyes.
“Man, that must have been awkward for him,”
I thought.
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