There he was. Just standing in the gluten free section of the supermarket. He was reading a label. Checking to see if it was really gluten free. He was tall. He was wearing a sweatervest. And his bowtie had a..... tardis? Yes. He was wearing a tardis bowtie. His hair was sticking up like crazy, like he constantly ran his hand through it. He held his glasses in his hand to read the label. He looked like a professor. Or a palaeontologist. I watched him for ages. I pretended to be reading my own label. He didnt notice. He never noticed things like that. Finally he put the box back on the shelf and started to walk towards me. He hadnt put his glasses back on yet though,and slammed into me. My basket of food went flying. His basket of food went flying. We clambered around on the ground, trying to gather our food. After a while I noticed he was staring at me. I lifted my head to look into his eyes. They were so green. He suddenly became very flustered, looked at the ground, and adjusted his glasses. I kept staring at him though. "Sorry. But you are beautiful" he said. "You are too" I whispered, "I especially love your bowtie."