drunk Mario cart and fraternity fuckery.

When one of my girlfriends went to USC for school, I never thought I would fall for a bro like you.

Accidental acquaintance…?

Or just two beings passing by…?

I remember your beautiful tan skin pressed on mine, a warm room created by body heat and the continuous exhaust of a game console.

Did you get my text…

You’re not responding.

I see no reason to pursue a memory that walked away.