when i wake up, i'm afraid

one time when i was a little drunk and laying in bed with a guy, i kissed his neck and mumbled “i could beat the shit out of you” in his ear.

“I know free booze is nice and all but if you have your own stash why in the fuck would you even go through the trouble of socialization to get some?”

“Because you look like fun to wind up, big boy. Look at you stood there, looking like you already popped a couple of steroids this morning. This town offers little entertainment, you’re gonna have to accept that seeing someone get worked up is one of the only ways you can make me laugh.”

“Wish I could sweet cheeks but unfortunately I have a pesky thing called a job, which even on weekends does not rest.—And that is the beauty of being at your own apartment, I do have more.”

“Damn, that’s relentless. Well, I suppose I can keep them as a souvenir. If you spot mine laying around feel free to donate them to charity or stuff in the back of your pocket. You really in that much of a rush? Or you just worried I might try and ask your hand in marriage cause I can assure you I’m not that type of girl.”

“Like I’m sure they’re out there somewhere, but why in the hell can’t we find any?”

“They are out there, but they like to pussy out - it’s times like this where I consider redownloading Tinder.”

She was a walking contradiction.; Everything the eye caught oozed calmness, While everything within her screamed chaos.