"Want a pizza slice?"

"W-want a pizza slice?" I say and then mentally face palming myself. She chuckles at my action and my face becomes embarrassed. My internal thoughts race. Is she laughing at me? God, did I just make a fool of myself?

"You didn't **** this right?" She says looking at me with a cocky smile. "Uh no?" I say confused as I open the pizza box. She takes a slice and giggles.

"Do you usually offer pizza to strangers off the street?" She says taking a bite out of the pizza.

I scratch my head, "N-not really, to be honest." I say looking at the ground embarrassed.

"So, do you live around here I've never seen your face before?" She asked looking deep into my eye. "I-I do I just rarely get out," I say quickly to respond to her.

She let out a huff. "Well my name is Trish it's nice me you then." She let out a hand. I grab and shake it. "James," I say back. She let go of my hand and finish her pizza. "As much as I like to stay around and eat pizza I have places to go. Thank you for the slice James, see you around." She says and she jogs away.

I let out a second sigh of relief. That wasn't actually too bad. I thought things will be a lot more worst, to be honest.