Happy Friday (or whenever you might be reading this)! I was just reminiscing with my Reddit buddy on old hookups and got inspired to type this one up. Hope you enjoy!
To set the scene, it’s the summer of 2016 in Seattle. I have just (half) moved into my first college apartment, and still have a few weeks until sophomore year starts. I can drink a bottle of riesling and not feel hungover. I have the spare time to go to yoga literally 5 days a week and I have finally found a bra that makes my tits look incredible without stabbing them. Life is good.
Not many people I know are back on campus yet at that point in the summer, including any of my roommates. I get bored within hours of being back and text everyone I knew from school, and luckily three of my guy friends from my freshman dorm – Dan, Adam and Trevor – are all back. They invite me to go on a bike ride, and we hang out basically every day after that, getting stoned and enjoying the summer weather.