Bus buddies

Blurb my brain:
One day I think I may die. I have my bus buddy, we'll call him Bus Buddy. Bus Buddy hasn't been riding the bus lately, and I had joked around with Fiancé saying I scared him off.

Bus Buddy rode the bus today, and we had another great conversation on the ride home, and I told him about The Camper. I had encountered the Camper on my way into work today, when I was thinking, "COLDCOLDCOLDCOLDCOLDturntowalkyoustupidsignIamfreezingmyeverlovingassoff." all I heard was "aren't you running late?" and I turned around all confused as to who knew my schedule. Turns out it was the camper. So if I die, he is the first suspect. Ha.

Anyway, I was glad that Bus Buddy did not find me creepy and that I had not scared him away. And if he ever reads this post I hope to god he realizes I am just bored and lonely for friends rather than a crazy stalker.

I haven't even searched for him on Facebook.