Rosie's Pov
I maintained eye contact with him, it was really Dan. But what the heck was he doing around here, he has no business here. No business at all, home must be far away from here. There is no way this is coincidental.
Well, he looked the same, small round eyes, short brown lashes, and hairy brows. His brown hair wasn't the usual style, it was professionally styled now. That wasn't bad though!
“How are you doing, Rosie?" He asked as if we had just seen each other yesterday.
“Don't be dramatic, Dan, you never really care how I was faring. Just speak, I've got no time to spare, especially if it's you." I said, plainly dismissing his pretense.
“Rosie, what if I do now?"
“Well, that's your problem, not mine” I fetched my bag and hung it on my shoulder. I must not assume they are h
