Last night I was really, super, extra hammered.
I was at the bar with my friends. When we left the bar Em and I went to meet Tim and his friend Conor.
We all walked to the beach, because Emily can’t get into any bar except the one we go to for happy hour.
Conor held my hand while we crossed the street because I was slammed and he apparently was worried about my judgement crossing streets.
It was funny because I’m 5’3” and Conor is 6’7” so it looked kind of ridiculous.
Tim decided that he and Emily were going to sit on the beach then told me and Conor we could go sit somewhere else (lol).
Tim spent the whole time telling Emily he wouldn’t sleep with her even though he wants to because she has slept with two of his friends, aka he’s a fucking idiot.
Conor and I were looking at the stars. I was trying to find the Little Dipper. Conor got real smooth and turned looking for stars casually into making out with me. It was cute.
Then we went back to Tim’s and decided we were sleeping there for the night.
I snuggled with Conor all night (best cuddled I have ever encountered ever) in a twin sized bed, which was just incredibly comical because his limbs were sticking out of the bed at all angles.
Then Conor let me wake him up at 7am to bring Emily and I to her house because she had to work. The kid drives this little tiny Sudan and that was also comical.
But I’m pretty sure I didn’t actually go to sleep until at least 3am, because I was fooling around with a beautiful, tall man. And then I kept waking up because it was hot and I had to pee but I didn’t want to move away from all the snuggles that were happening.
"where’s my christian grey????” hopefully locked up in prison