A People Person

Hermit Charlie is supposed to meet someone here. Or, at least, that’s what the last text said.

He hates meeting people.

Plopped on the outdated couch seat right in front of the door to the cafe, Charlie crossed his legs and sunk down even further into his over sized jacket. His attire was far too warm for this early spring weather, especially indoors, but it made him feel that much more disconnected from everyone else around him. If they couldn’t see him properly, maybe they’d leave him alone. After all, he could have anything under this big coat or stuffed in the pockets of his baggy jeans. Yes, people would be better off leaving him alone.

And yet, here he was, waiting to meet with someone.

As he scrolled compulsively through his phone’s apps, Charlie wondered how he’d ever gotten to this point.


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