Tom Waits on the jukebox and a familiarity with Still Life With Woodpecker. Eight empty pints of stout and a couple of packs of cigarettes between us.
Truth be told, I entertained no designs in meeting this girl. I simply sought companionship. Even now, I'm guarded. Yet, yet...
She amazes me. So much in common, so much shared. Obsession with pop culture. A tendancy toward depression. Five hours of laughs, stories, shared moments.
Possibility tickles. Already I care for her. I don't want to hurt her or complicate her. What I do want, though, is more. She interests me.
I'm already falling for her.
So, we will see what develops.
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