a peek out of the closet at an inconvenient time

Anne was preparing herself a cup of coffee in one of her short breaks (she works as a nurse) when she suddenly heart soft steps behind her. As Anne was standing with her back to the door and was pouring boiling hot water she didn’t turn around to see who that was. She just made a noise to signal the other person to say something.

The other person didn’t respond. So when Anne was done with her coffee she turned around with her mug in her right hand and spotted Tinka one of the physiotherapy students standing in the door, eyes resting on Anne.

“Yes?” Anne asked as she thought that Tinka had an important question.

Tinka started slowly in her usual soft-spoken manner: “you know … erm … I’ve seen you…”

Anne was confused by this approach and stopped carefully sipping the still hot coffee.

“yes?”, Anne was growing impatient and she knew that Tinka had the habit of beating around the bush.

“I saw you at the gay pride parade”, she added in a low voice and came a couple of steps closer to Anne.

Anne has the principle of avoiding flirtations, relationships and flings at work at all cost and more importantly she had a dislike of Tinka’s habit of beating around the bush and so Anne was definitely not in for the combination of coming out (which on its own she wouldn’t mind at all) and flirtation. Especially not if this was going to take place during one of her precious breaks.

“yes, that’s right. I’ve been to the pride parade. I go every year if I can. – Nice talking to you. See you later.” Anne walked out

About Kim Karlstein

Member of the gay conspiracy in one of the regional offices in the UK. The conspiracy you lately constantly heard about. Other than plotting how to take over world I have fairly normal hobbies. My gravatar is taken with thanks from wikimedia commons.
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