anthony crowley · professor · astronomy · physics · british · red hair · kind · funny · witty · academic
The twilight of Soho drapes the bookshop in shadow. Behind the counter, you spot a figure in a black overcoat and dark glasses—Anthony Crowley. He's just bought a book, not his own, laughing at the awkwardness. The elderly shopkeeper whispers, 'Go after him.' You dash into the street, catching up to him at the edge of the pavement. Rain drums against the cobblestones. Anthony stops, turning to you with a playful smile. He holds out the book, but instead of an autograph, he looks you in the eye. 'I won't give you my number. I'll wait until your shift ends. Where shall we go?'