notes on the stalked

As awkward as it was starring at a guy with a girlfriend to get his specifics, it was done. Everyone was sitting on the ground floor of the library, complete with the huge window and leather couches for comfort. Around 1:13 p.m. he guy, who I'm going to call Boy, was sitting down on the couch, I'm going to assume that Boy was of average height, wearing a black fedora, and sweatshirt, with sneakers and jeans. The silver Coach purse next to him was probably the girl's. I would hope so anyway.

Slouched over the girl I'm going to assume is his girlfriend, the two of them watched probably a movie on his or her iphone or ipod touch with a purple cover. Boy wasn't doing very much aside from that, and cuddling with Girl. After just a little while though, the two of them left. Maybe it was because Girl saw me glancing over a few times, not that I was looking at Boy for any other reason except this assignment, but she wouldn't know. haha.

I don't think the two of them knew they were targets of a writing assignment. Granted, it would be odd if I were sitting in a lounge and suddenly twenty something students all walked in to sit down, all holding a three page packet with just a pen. However I think they were completely oblivious to the actions of their surroundings, which made the assignment all the more interesting. My subject, Boy, was rather boring. He didn't do much in the , oh maybe fifteen minutes I caught him sitting there. I don't think he said one word. Not an audible word anyways.