There were no expectations. The basis for my decision? I was allowing myself a final breath of freedom before the exam cram began. The idea of chilling at Rooftop bar on such a beautiful day was too attractive, I couldn’t say no. I was curious to see if things could be normal despite everything.
And it was. The small talk on the train, the making of faces at a cute little girl in a princess tutu, the lightheartedness of it all. Then we met up with Sam and his lawyer brother at Rooftop.
A giant cup of cider, conversation about Isaac Asimov’s Foundation series, about Artificial Intelligence, being advised to try Ecstasy “at least once” in my life (that was funny), bumping into Christina, meeting Alicia.
Then we half stumble to some Chinese restaurant in QV, eat some food and have a beer. Then up to another rooftop and another cider. Then to some other bar where I refuse another drink, already feeling the buzz. Then we leave.
Idk how, but somehow I end up in his arms, head on his chest as we wait for the train. Find a corner double seat, sleep in warmth. Miss my stop. Stumble to his car. End up in the backseat. Cuddle, blanket, more sweet slumber. I realise at the back of my mind that it’s getting late. He drives. Home.
Not thinking any more of it. It was what it was and hey, it was fun.
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