"Anyways, I'm sorry."
"? Shouldn't it be me who does apologises after what you just said?"
"I'm not saying sorry for not wanting people touching me. I'm saying it 'cause I overreacted just now. It's not as if you will understand even if I say it. You always seem to do whatever you want anyway."
"Come on… I get it now that you say it like that… I was wrong."
"But you won't stop doing it," glaring at me he turned again to lean on the counter, "you get a laugh out of it. I know a lot of people like you."
"There's not much people like me, though."
"… Right. You're more annoying than others," he laughed it off, giving the mood and me a chance to make it right.
This time, I want to make real conversation with him. Meeting that girl at the company made me notice I know nothing about him… maybe, since he's saying it takes him time accepting others touching him, if I get to know enough of him, he might let me do more later.
