I had no idea what to expect from this walk, but one thing that I did know, was that I was more apprehensive than I had ever been before in regards to spending time with someone. If I had thought that last night was bad, then I had no idea how to explain what I was currently feeling, but it felt ten times worse. There was something about someone actually spending time with you during the daytime that made me uncomfortable.
Last night had been easy to deal with, simply because it had been late, and there had been nothing that could have been done in terms of socialising and making conversation—agreeably, we had ended up speaking, but I got the impression that this time, that the conversations that we had during this walk, were going to be a lot different.
But once the front door had clo
