guardian angel (completed)

let's meet (iii)

"hey," she greeted.

"Your Majesty," i joked and bowed.

"Andrew, quit playing around." she giggled and i grinned.

we sat alongside each other on the swings and kept quiet for a bit. the silence that loomed over us was comforting.

"the other night... when you were drunk," she spoke.

"yeah... how did you even carry me to your bed? are you some kind of heavyweight champion that i don't know about?" i chuckled.

"well, you're not that heavy." she shrugged.

"what about it?"

"you said something."

what? oh, man. Andrew you screwed up, big time.