random: Are you Ciara's schoolmate in High school?
random: i'm ___________. remember me?
me: oh my god!!!
both: play catch up.
random: let's get outta here.
me: i can't. my friends are inside (the club) and i have the keys to our place.
random: give the keys to them and then we'll leave.
random: you don't want to leave with me?
me: (thought bubble: i don't want to leave with you) but blabbed, "no it's not that"
random: you look good. you look bad ass.
me: and you look the same.
****CRICKETS***** (AKA akward silence)
me: what's my name by the way.
random: oh my i forgot.
me: here's the deal. you remember my name, i'll go out with you. if you don't then this is it.
random: message me.. here's my number.
random: i'll text you later.
me: (i saw my friend called him out) gotta go!
random: pulled me. and planted a kiss on me.
***later that day
text message (summed up but here's the gist): you are ronnel orial. your kiss is so good.
EVERYTHING WENT DOWN HILL THE NEXT DAY.
LESSON: LEARN TO DELETE TEXT MESSAGES.
BIGGER LESSON: DON'T FLIRT BACK (AT ALL).
The Weekend Prodigal Son
mareklamong bata on the loose
- all falls down