i saw him from down the hall waiting for the elevator.
he was looking so good and chocolatey.
his bald head glistened with sweat.
he had on a off beige t shirt, tan shorts, and some sandals.
he is african so i didn’t expect anything less.

he instantly saw me and waved.
i waved back; feeling shy but confident.
3 elevator doors opened but i rushed in the one with him.
he smiled and extended his hand….

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