So I’ve realized today that if the situation were different- aka we met at the bar or friend of friends - I had totally been talking to him. In a friendly so-do-you-have-someone-what-kind-of-movies-do-you-like-do-you-want-to-go-watch-the-hobbit kind of way.
But because life just loves doing this to me, he’s one of the officers in our unit - he’s 5 months older than me so I don’t really give any fuck about that fact - and I can’t do this.
God, he looks friendly enough but I don’t think he’s got any friends there??
And I really want to get to know him and hfkdhgfdkh
Life’s just fucking lovely.