This had been quite an eventful day.
First a piece of paper sticking to her face, then she ran around the entire city chasing the same piece of paper, and then she met him…
George, he was sitting next to her now, telling her stories, and making her laugh. Even now she covered her mouth to giggle. She wished she could see more of him. All she could see was black hair.. Grey skin.. And white teeth.
The silly rule, not being able to see true colors until you touched your soul mate. Skin on skin, and every fine she accidentally bumped into him, it was just their shoulders, which were dressed with a work suit or a blouse.
She didn’t pay much attention to that now, as he continued with his story, at least she could hear his true voice and laugh.