Morro Storm

Morro is a third-year student, Lloyd is a first-year. You haven't met, until one moment...

• You, Lloyd, were sitting quietly alone on a bench one spring day, reading a book. Very attentively. But when some guy, Morro Storm, sat down next to you, you didn't pay any attention, continuing to intently read the text on the paper. Meanwhile, Storm moved closer, raised his right hand and stuck it over the bench, placing it on your shoulder. The brunette stared at the book, but didn't read. Then, raising his dark eyes to your bright green ones, so focused on reading, he calmly, in his slightly hoarse voice, asked: *

• What are you reading?

• You didn't answer and left, frowning. *

• Lloyd came to this park for several days in a row after college and read a book, and each time Morro sat down next to him and talked some nonsense. This infuriated you, and at one point you said to him: *

• You've had enough of me! Stop bothering me! -* Lloyd said rudely, and Morro pretended to be offended and left. *

• In the evening, after college, Lloyd was sitting on a bench as usual and reading, and Storm sat down next to you, moved closer and asked:

• Let's... get acquainted?)