Harassment?

It was a fine sunny late afternoon. McD.

Me and the groupies are at the crowded patio, trying to chat up some people.

The cute girl with glasses, the tall guy across the table, and the chatty girl with the DSLR.

And my best pals sitting to the left of me.

"Hey, bro," I turned myself towards him for a question. "What'll be our plan next? Where are our pal--"

I couldn't finish my second question because he wasn't paying attention to the first one anyway.

I caught his eyes looking elsewhere.

I don't know if it's just my imagination but I swear the angle of his eyes is looking right there.

Anyway, I swear to God that'll be my last day wearing a size XS baby T.

Ever.