I woke very late. around 10:00. I should have been gone already.
In my inbox was "I'm going to lunch at [ a restaurant not to far from my house]
I asked what time. over an hour later, I got a response of "Now"
I jumped in the shower and raced over there. All I intended to do was send a text to her and walk by the table and smile. I hadn't seen her in two weeks.
Instead, she waves me over, introduces me to her friend, who happens to know the story. We all talked for a little bit. Not about what she and I were doing, but about normal conversational shit.
Then she and I sat in her car and talked. Some about what was going on, some of what I did last night, some about my friend. But I got to see her.
I also got to kiss her.
And I feel REAL good right now. I think I'm addicted to her
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I think you have an addictive personality. But that's like the pot calling the kettle black, isn't it now?
ReplyDeleteI think Delores is obsessed with OG.
And I think the friend at lunch was very uncomfortable (i say with a smile).