She was wearing a red shirt, sitting on the pavement, waiting for something.
“Hello,” I approach with a bit of courage.
She turned to me and said, “Oh hello there.” She smiled. My eyes went to the piece of paper glued to her shirt. A name tag that says: “Ex.”
“Ex? Are you someone’s ex girlfriend?” I thought it was strange to have that word on a name tag.
She laughed. A quiet but sincere kind.
“Oh. Ex. It stands for Explorer. But the marker ran out of ink. So I guess for now Ex it is.”
“What are you waiting for?”
“For my next Ex.”
And I understood what she meant.
Then a thought crossed my mind: “But wait, aren’t explorers always on their feet? Always on the go?”
She laughed again. A little loud this time, still the sincere kind.
“Sit beside me.”
“Now, a new Ex is happening.”
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