“Get over your social anxiety!” said the cheap flyers. At
the appointed time, slowly but surely guys and girls began to sheepishly head
in and take seats quietly, most pulling out phones and staring at them.
Near the front the reception was bad, apparently, as a guy
and girl made eye contact.
“Oh… Hi…” managed the male, his soft voice drifting across
the seats.
“Hi…” came the sheepish reply.
“I uh… I’m not really sure about this…” he eventually squeaked
out.
“Me neither… Coffee?”
“OK.”
The two stood and then turned around.
“See, achievable, and we’ll help you get there…”
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