Eyes watering from his rushed swallow, Max recognised Mina the moment he turned and saw her face, eyes going wide in surprise. He didn't look happy, but that was more the chunk of food going down his esophagus than meeting Mina. He lifted a hand to his mouth, turning his head and coughing to clear his throat.
He could spot Mina's shock at the run-in, too, her expression shifting from apologetic to surprised, before she spoke a stammered greeting. By then, Max had cleared his throat and avoided choking, giving her a wry grin at how they'd run into each other. What were the odds? But he'd bumped into her before, and others. It was just life when you lived in the same city. Chance and luck.
“Hi, hey!” He cleared his throat into his hand again, before dropping it, cradling his kebab close. “Didn't expect to run into you. How're you doing?”
He could spot Mina's shock at the run-in, too, her expression shifting from apologetic to surprised, before she spoke a stammered greeting. By then, Max had cleared his throat and avoided choking, giving her a wry grin at how they'd run into each other. What were the odds? But he'd bumped into her before, and others. It was just life when you lived in the same city. Chance and luck.
“Hi, hey!” He cleared his throat into his hand again, before dropping it, cradling his kebab close. “Didn't expect to run into you. How're you doing?”