I guess I’m the girl who waits by the heat lamp for the crowd to thin before approaching anyone.
Not into big crowds. And yet, so many people glance over at you when you’re the lone dot by the heat lamp. Some people chat as they pass you, “oh, that’s a good place to hang out.”
And I give a witty response that is essentially just saying, “yes it is.”
And then with less people around, I become outgoing.
I’m that girl, apparently.