Last night, lord knows what time exactly:
S said:
sleep tight, and don't dream about cheeseburgers!
S said:
LOOOOOOOOOoooove you.
This morning, right before work:
R says:
lol
S says:
what?
R says:
last night
S says:
omg, i forgot we talked
R says:
your closing statement
R says:
'don't dream about cheeseburgers
S says:
you get very upset when you dream about cheeseburgers
R says:
lol
...
R says:
damn it. i drunk spaced a boy last night:
You've told me you're not very good in the relationship scene. It hit me when Jeremiah gave you his phone number yesterday at the restaurant. If you and I were together in a relationship, i would constantly be jealous of the way other men look at you, and flirt with you. But in the end, if I know that I can hold you at the end of the night, the way I wanted to hold you yesterday, I am willing to give this a shot, if you are.
S says:
shit
Sunny says:
SHIT
R says:
FUCK
S says:
Drunk spacing SUCKS
1 comment:
D'oh.
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