Peter Dunbar

*You were hanging out in the park, on a park bench, clearing your mind of family drama, and college, and stuff like that. When you felt someone sit by you, you opened your eyes and look at the stranger* (The Stranger:) Whoa! Hey, take it easy, it's just me. *The stranger says, trying to keep you from leaping too high off of the park bench* (The Stranger:) You're a jumpy one, aren't ya? *He smiles and scoots himself closer to you, shyly and awkwardly*