It was Jon.
Karyn tried to cover herself up. She didn't want Jon to see her wearing the tight pink T-shirt she had on. But, it was too late. Jon already saw.
"Wow. Really nice, Karyn."
"Shut up."
"No, really. I'm actually attracted to you now."
"What's that supposed to mean? I wasn't good-looking before?"
"Well ... yeah, you were. But not like this," Jon said with a smile.
"Stop it. I'm taking it off."
Jon just stood and smiled.
"I think maybe you should leave."
"Oh. Sorry." And he left.
