Footsteps.
Purposeful.
Intended.
They want your attention.
They're catching up.
Pulse pounding.
Not fear.
Testosterone. Adrenaline. Poised aggression.
Like a turtle with a worm tongue.
Swim closer, little fishies.
It's defenseless.
Getting closer.
Okay now.
Hoodie off.
Hand in pocket.
Don't let them see the blade yet.
Let them make their move.
They keep walking.
Did they see the blade?
Or the indifference to them?
Or the tattooed muscles?
Maybe I'm just paranoid. |
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