He had seen her across the room; the girl in the leather jacket.
After watching her for some time, he approached her to casually ask her to a concert which she had declined; the shy girl in the leather jacket.
He had tried to encourage her by telling her that she was the one for him, that she needn’t be shy with him because she was destined to be his girl in the leather jacket.
The girl in the leather jacket sighed deeply and rolled her eyes.
“Look. I’m not shy. I’m not interested.”
She walked across the room and passionately embraced another girl.
Ah, he thought to himself. She’s a lesbian in a leather jacket.
By Ca Venz