I know most of you weren't thrilled (entertained maybe, but not thrilled) with Reverse, but I
decided to give him a second chance and played it safe with lunch
plans a week after the drunken date. We met at a sandwich shop, and
as far as I could tell he was perfectly sober.
At one point, though, it was like being in Groundhog Day or deja vu because he was definitely
repeating some of the stories he had told me when he was drunk on our first date. I still had a nice time, but I think
we both realize we have no future.
Plus he’s moving to Portland in a month, so I can’t have him falling in
love with me and being all heart-broken when I don’t move with him.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Reverse .2 & .3
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