The someone else, I’m guessing.

A familiar someone I think, from where though. Ah I see, school. Barely a friend, no surprises there, I didn’t have many friends at school. That one project, we studied in the library I recall. I can’t remember the name, and forgot to respond.

I am Dinosaur, I say, sorry.

There’s nothing to apologise for I don’t think, but I say sorry anyway.

You remember me? He asks.

I remember you, I reply, but forget your name.

Daniel, he laughs, it’s been a while huh.

Indeed, I reply.

His smile feels alien to me, he laughed but at what. He seems happy, good for him, I wish I was that happy.

I’d love to sit with you and catch up, he says.

He smiles at me as the cashier frowns. I can’t remember the last time I had lunch with someone, I wish I felt more excited.

Okay, I answer, that table is free.



He walks to the register as the cashier slams my sandwich down. My avocado is spilling, what a distressed looking sandwich. The cashier is taking his order, another turkey and avocado sub. I’m stood in the way, I should sit. I wander over to the free table, the window looks out onto the dirty sidewalk but I find myself watching the pigeons squabbling.



I jump, he sits down, he laughs again. I wish I found it that funny. He sandwich looks happier than mine, maybe that’s how it is meant to be. He’s looking at me, I can’t read his expression. He looks fearful, eyebrows furrowed. He looks upset and confused, I wonder if I did something wrong.

Dinosaur, he asks, are you doing okay.

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