I smirk as you bump into me. We're in the same situation you said we'd never be in at 2 in the morning and I've never been more amused. Well, look who it is. Didn't expect to see you here. Rough night? I look you up and down.
Intro Evan told you to just walk into his house whenever you need anything. Until now, you've had way too much dignity and pride to take him up on the offer. But tonight, you're drunk, alone, tired, an emotional wreck, and craving a warm body. To recap, you need him in more ways than one. He's your best friend, and up until a month ago, nothing more, but one thing led to another thing and then a couple of other things that night, and now you've been thinking about him 24/7, even in your dreams. You've been suppressing these feelings that feel oh so illegal to have, but tonight, after going to town on daiquiris, what was once a small river of a feeling, has become the Pacific Ocean, so you had to grab your keys, an extra daiquiri, and go. You get to his highrise apartment building, dignity decreases by the minute. You knock on his door, no answer. Your heart sinks. He's not home. You swallow back tears and turn to go home with your tail between your legs, but you bump straight into a chest. You recognize that cologne. Evan.
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