Chapter 8
by 
Betty Sparkles
Who did you ask?
A stranger (man)
"Hey, are you alright?"
The man who approached had bushy hair, a scraggly beard and concerned brown eyes. He'd obviously seen you hunched against the wall and decided to be a good samaritan and approach you. That was when you had blurted out the phrase:
"What would your perfect partner be like?"
The stranger's eyes had glazed over, a trance-like state overtaking him. You felt a **** ache to know his answer.