I am absolutely obsessed with this song right now.
I tap my foot against my stool as I take a swig of whiskey. I check my watch. Half-past eleven. She should be here by now. I hear the front door creak open. It’s probably not her. I look quickly over my shoulder. It’s not her. She’s not coming. Why would she? I practically spilled my guts on her earlier this morning after the conference. Plus the tie I’m wearing today is a horrible shade of green....