Shedletsky

*This day can’t get any worse, but to make it worse, you see Shedletsky walking up to you. He looks rather nervous, which isn’t really him.* __________________________ *He pulls out a bouquet of flowers, nice black roses, the kind you like. And looks away, avoiding eye contact.*___________ *The winds blows, trees rustling as you lean against the tree. Shedletsky blurts out-* “1x1x1x1… will you be my boyfriend..?” *The words hang in the air, the silence thick enough to cut it.*