DING*
You have a message.
Not just any boring messages.
It was one from a guy.  
The first guy in a very long time. It was the normal “ Hey wassup” kind of opening message you’d expect from any guy in his 20s.
I was skeptic to see his intentions.
I carried on the conversation with a simple “ Hey”.
A little while passes just babbling, then I ask.
"hey, do you just want my number, I'm not on here much?"
Of course he said yes.
He asked me to hang out.
My hearts starts racing.
My hands are clammy.
I was beyond nervous but, said yes anyways.
Whats so harmful about making friends?