(a girl I met a day or week ago)
she was a nervous girl
didn't much like being touched or having her space invaded
she'd talk with you just fine
you'd never know you were near her line until it was too late
she'd get this expression on her face
like she could see and feel each and every one of the
300,000 symbiotic parasites that you'd just bequeathed her
she would stand there and die inside