Crossing
“But then my disappoint melts away because he’s waiting in the back row, saving me a seat instead.
Sliding into it, I drop my backpack to the floor. “Hey, thanks.”
“No problem.” He smiles and then reaches down into his backpack, coming up with a black cardigan sweater, much like the one I left at RUMORS on Monday night. “Here, I think this is yours. At least I hope it is or I stole some chick’s sweater by accident.”
I take it from him and wad it up in my lap. “Uh, thanks? Were you at... RUMORS on Monday night? I didn’t, uh, see you there and can’t remember or something?”
Rarely do I drink so much that I don’t remember what happens, but I have had plenty of fuzzy nights that have needed a kickstart to jog my memory.
“I work there.”
I lower my eyes at him. “Liam, are you a drag queen?” I tease.
His expression surprises me.MoreLess
Sliding into it, I drop my backpack to the floor. “Hey, thanks.”
“No problem.” He smiles and then reaches down into his backpack, coming up with a black cardigan sweater, much like the one I left at RUMORS on Monday night. “Here, I think this is yours. At least I hope it is or I stole some chick’s sweater by accident.”
I take it from him and wad it up in my lap. “Uh, thanks? Were you at... RUMORS on Monday night? I didn’t, uh, see you there and can’t remember or something?”
Rarely do I drink so much that I don’t remember what happens, but I have had plenty of fuzzy nights that have needed a kickstart to jog my memory.
“I work there.”
I lower my eyes at him. “Liam, are you a drag queen?” I tease.
His expression surprises me.MoreLess
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