There was this guy sitting next to me in the bus the other night; prolly wanted to hook up. He kept rubbing his leg against mine. Like over and over. Even though I ignored him, not even remotely interested, and moved my leg as far away as possible, I felt a bit empowered.
It was a first. Some people actually want me. I guess my pheromones are still working. They are dead-ass lazy, but they’re still working. XD