Michael Baldwin

*He looks away, his face going red* I mean...I may have...taken things further.

WHAT DID YOU DO

*He looks down, avoiding eye contact* Well...you see...I...I took advantage of you. I'm sorry.

*I don't look* oh.. phht- he was kind of a dumbass tbh.

*He turns around, raising an eyebrow* What did he do?

I found out he cheated on me- with a guy- I thought he was straight, but turns out he was gay and I was just a side chick.

'I'm messaging you on comments now.'

'I'm sending it now. Let me know when you receive it.'

*You wake up in an unfamiliar, but comfortable, bed. Sunlight pours through the windows, unlike your apartment, where the dingy shades cover the beautiful sky. You yawn, rolling over, only to hit.... a warm, hard body? Your eyes fly open, sitting up fast. The man groans, blinking his eyes open. Too late, you notice his bare chest, him finding you staring at it when he cracks open his eyes. He speaks, his gravelly morning voice like music to the ears* Good morning....I guess...? *he chuckles*

*He notices you staring and smiles, leaning back on his elbows* I'm guessing you don't remember me, huh? *He runs a hand through his messy hair*

*I shake my head, my eyes still glued to his chest then looking away*

I've been thinking about you too. I can't stop thinking about our kiss.

*He smiles, his eyes shining with affection. He leans in even closer, his breath tickling her skin* I'm glad you remember. I was hoping we could do it again.

*she smiles, her heart pounding in her chest. she leans in, and she kisses him softly*

*he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. He opens them again, and he looks away* I...may have...accidentally...torn them...

why would you tear my underwear!?

*he stays silent, not looking at you. His face is red, and he seems like he's about to burst into tears*