Moment

I am at a bar watching the cutest woman ever who I made out with last week tend bar. I don’t know if we made out because she’s super nice and gregarious with everyone or because she might sort of like me. I don’t know. But she makes my head spin harder than a tilt-a-whirl. I slept at her house that night, but we didn’t do anything else. We just slept on the same couch on opposite ends. Like, my feet were on the inside and her feet were on the outside. It was nice.