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Wednesday
Knees shaking. Mouth dry. Stomach heaving from nerves.
Phone call. Knife in case of psychotic tendencies.
He's pretty but has frumpy pants.
"I'm worried you're not having a good time."
"Doesn't matter, there's good company."
Sunday
"You haven't seen my room yet, have you?"
"No."
Windows open, I don't have a sweatshirt so I roll myself up in his zebra print blanket. Roommate walks in.
"Whoa, you already have her in bed, you pimp!"
Later:
"I'm trying to figure out how to say this tactfully... Well, I have a big dick."
(It made sense in context.)
Monday
A friend-and-bong-ridden living room. Guitar Hero, Halo 3, and Blues Brothers. Swearing. Finding a girl I can actually be friends with.
My shirt pushed up from squirming, his hand hot on my bare back.
"I feel like I'm in an alcove your body makes."
"You're nice to cuddle with."
"I don't want to do something you don't like."
Later, he walks me out to Animal:
"Just so you know, I wanted to kiss you."
I tilt my head up.
Knees shaking. Mouth dry. Stomach heaving from nerves.
Phone call. Knife in case of psychotic tendencies.
He's pretty but has frumpy pants.
"I'm worried you're not having a good time."
"Doesn't matter, there's good company."
Sunday
"You haven't seen my room yet, have you?"
"No."
Windows open, I don't have a sweatshirt so I roll myself up in his zebra print blanket. Roommate walks in.
"Whoa, you already have her in bed, you pimp!"
Later:
"I'm trying to figure out how to say this tactfully... Well, I have a big dick."
(It made sense in context.)
Monday
A friend-and-bong-ridden living room. Guitar Hero, Halo 3, and Blues Brothers. Swearing. Finding a girl I can actually be friends with.
My shirt pushed up from squirming, his hand hot on my bare back.
"I feel like I'm in an alcove your body makes."
"You're nice to cuddle with."
"I don't want to do something you don't like."
Later, he walks me out to Animal:
"Just so you know, I wanted to kiss you."
I tilt my head up.