Flirting that's too subtle:

When the barrista, the cute one with the reddish hair and high cheekbones, calls you hon, twice, and flashes that smile, and then when you smile back and your eyes meet, and there's that slight pause, barely imperceptible, but you notice it, and you think there's a moment there that maybe you might capitalize on later, and then you turn your back and slowly step over to the cream and sugar table, and you think you feel his eyes on you as you go, and it makes you feel sort of sexy, but instead you overhear him calling the next customer hon too, even twice... That's flirtation so subtle as to be non-existent.

Flirting that's not subtle enough:

When you're standing at the professor's table after class, and there's a big crowd of students around, some also waiting for the prof and some just trying to get out of the classroom, and you're waiting your turn patiently and some dude is trying to get by and so you turn your back to make room, and he turns his back and starts to slide sideways by you, and there's no more room cuz you're up against a desk and he keeps sliding instead of turning around and going out the other door like a reasonable non-perv would do, and then your ass cheeks slide-bump-slide-bump-slide together in a moment so intimate you almost want to be held afterwards... That's flirtation that could stand a little more subtlety.

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