Haunted by the eerie smile of the woman sitting on the sidewalk, Fritz and Zooey were speechless for some time as they ascended the slanted city streets back to their apartment.
“Why do you keep giving out our number?” Fritz asked curiously, turning his head towards Zooey.
“I don’t know, it’s like putting a bookmark in a page of a book. If I see someone i find incredibly interesting, I give them my number in hopes that they will try and contact me later, its how i build relationships without having to use the personals,” she replied.
“So you do go for women…” Fritz said with an air of ‘a-ha!’.
“No,” Zooey said, “Relationships as in friendships, networking basically.”
“How come I never saw you doing this before?” Fritz asked.
“Well,” Zooey said, “You’re usually writing, we don’t share everything, you know.”
“We should,” he said, “Especially if that Nasa guy calls back.” Fritz and Zooey laughed and continued their trudge home as they dissapeared into the dark shadows of the night.
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Fritz and Zooey: Bookmarked People
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