*Sitting eating breakfast with three or four of the runners and their guy friend, they're all sixteen or seventeen (you know the one who always is best friends with all the girls)*
*huddled in around the table, talking about who's crushing on who, who the cute counselors are, yadda ya, typical*
Preface: Cute counselor who we'll refer to as chacos. He is so dang fine, and he works those chacos and dances like you wouldn't believe. Seriously. Once he patted my back as he said "good morning Brittney" we have occasional small talk, but other than that it's a definite admire from afar.
*We'd just finished that conversation, when lo and behold, chacos walks past, they also had nick-named him chacos*
I had my phone and meal card sitting on my lap, now imagine this all happening at the simultaneously.
Brian: "Wait, so chacos is your boyfriend?"
*uncross my legs and everything falls on the ground, I reach under the table*
*chacos walks past..*
Chacos: "Hey Brit, .....run something something something...?"
Brit: *completely frazzled, no idea what he just said* *already blushing*
Chacos: *looks at me funny as I get out from under the table and look at him completely confused, but he kinda continues to keep walking*
Brit: "What? oh yeah, I run." #incrediblyawkward
Chacos: *still walking away from us* No, I said did you run with them this morning?
Brit: *Head completely craned backward* Yep, yes, I did. *definitely blushing*
Chacos: *laughs a little at the awkwardness* Good, good for you. *Smiles and is gone.*
The entire table: *Bursts out laughing.*
Hi, maybe it was had to be there experience, but Brit that was just real real awkward of you.
Guess we'll just brush that one off and get on with our life..? Haha yeah.. okay...
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