my phone vibrated. “i’m parked” it read.
i looked out my bedroom and immediately panicked because i thought my roommate was home, but then i saw his feet. he parked in the wrong spot.
“hi! i see you!” i squeaked through the window.
“hey, what’s up!”
“can you park in the other spot please?”
“no…. yes! sorry! i’ll be right back”
so i walked down the stairs and opened the door just as he was walking up. he is about my height, slender, and adorable. his dimples are to die for and the way he carries himself is full of humble confidence.
he held out his hand to shake mine, “it’s nice to meet you”
and i laughed, “you’re really gonna shake my hand right now? hug me!”
he smelled so good.
“this is my home!”
“cozy”
“well, it’s actually my roommates. i just live here”
“it’s very cute i like it”
and we went upstairs.
we sat on my bed for about 15 minutes and just casually chatted; he kept scooting closer to me. at one point we were staring into each others eyes. and he just put his hand on my face and kissed me.
instant fire.