I hooked up with my neighbor last night, and he's adorable and it was lovely but here's thing thing:
He was like super drunk and a bit over-zealous and I have hickeys the size of eggs on my neck. And literally last night he was like latched on and I remember thinking "dear God, he's going to bite me and suck out all my goddamn blood and this is it and I have no way of warning my roommates that we live next door to vampires."
And I mean, obviously that's not what happened because I'm here wearing a puffy scarf and lots of makeup and banging away on my keyboard and fully alive and I have all my blood and stuff.
But like I was genuinely worried for a second. Of course, I was also a little tipsy so that might have been part of it. Whoops.
He was like super drunk and a bit over-zealous and I have hickeys the size of eggs on my neck. And literally last night he was like latched on and I remember thinking "dear God, he's going to bite me and suck out all my goddamn blood and this is it and I have no way of warning my roommates that we live next door to vampires."
And I mean, obviously that's not what happened because I'm here wearing a puffy scarf and lots of makeup and banging away on my keyboard and fully alive and I have all my blood and stuff.
But like I was genuinely worried for a second. Of course, I was also a little tipsy so that might have been part of it. Whoops.
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