*Chicken*

So... S and I ended up going to Roppongi Hills yesterday after my disastrous attempt to be an adult and lunch with a friend in Tokyo. While there, we found some really nice restaurants that we'd like to try when the weather gets warmer and some other things we'd like to explore more.

On our way back, we hopped onto the Chiyoda line which neither of us has taken before. We had about 8 or 9 stops before we had to switch and we started chatting and reading magazines on the fairly empty train...

Neither of us were really keeping track of which station we were at and neither of us were really aware of the people around us either. I suddenly perked up about 15 minutes after we got on and asked S if she knew if we'd missed out switch. She'd been looking up every once in a while to check where we were and didn't think we'd missed our stop. I started laughing about how I didn't really care and how I was just feeling really comfy on the train chatting and reading when... Cute-train-guy piped up and asked us what stop we were looking for.

I mumbled something about Otemachi and he gave us some reply... but by that time, I didn't really care what he said.

S and I got off at Otemachi and parted ways with Cute-train-guy. We only exchanged a few words, but boy oh boy was he cute and polite.

Needless to say, S and I proceeded to giggle like 2 high school girls for the next 15 minutes and analyze our brief exchange with Cute-train-guy.

I reckon I should've dropped my phone or dropped my name card on his lap. But I'm chicken-sh** when it comes to boys.

Here's the poll of the day: What should I have done? What would you have done?~