He made small talk… “Where are you from?” “What’s your name?” I didn’t think anything of it, and then in the closet for a split second we looked at each other and I swear he was going to reach out and kiss me. We gave each other a look, but wasn’t sure if it was the “oh hey I am gay too look” or the “oh hey we accidentally caught each other looking at each other look”. I handled my business, and then went up to him and asked him for an extra blanket. I realized it was the hostel worker showing people the dorm. I woke up pissed, but was freezing cold and needed to pee. The door-opened lights went on in the dorm as if it was not 2am.

Reblogged with permission by the Breakaway Backpacker, Jaime Davila