Recent Blog: BANGBROS NETWORK BANGBROSNETWORK.COM missed Colin while he was away. I was hoping my infatuation with him would fade, but the next time I saw him, the feelings were just as strong. I went into his office to talk about my thesis; a purely scholastic conversation, I told myself.
"Hi, are you busy?" I asked, poking my head inside the door to the joint-adjunct professor offices. He was seated at his desk dressed in a grey suit.
His eyes brightened as he turned away from his laptop to look at me. But then he looked back at the screen. "Sure, what can I do for you?"
We talked about my project proposal. He was very short and cold with me, and rarely would look me in the eye. I got the information and the help that I needed from him and excused myself.
I felt my cheeks burning as I walked down the faculty offices hallway back to the main corridor. I could barely feel my feet as I walked. My eyes blurred behind tears that threatened to spill down my face. Quickly, I walked back to the museum so no one would see me cry. It was Friday, so I left early. I decided to come in the following day to work in peace without Colin upsetting my day; he never comes in on the weekend.
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