"I love this," you said as you partied with your friends, "Who's that?" You pointed over at the man sitting at the bar. You began to walk over to him and sat down next to him.
"Hi!" he yelled. The music was very loud and seemed to be coming from every direction.
"Hello! what's your name?"
"Timothée, what's yours?"
You told him your name and began to start a basic conversation.
He told you everything about himself, starting from his job to how many kids he wanted to have. He was obviously really drunk and couldn't drive himself home. Luckily you were sober. You told your friends you had to go and they said it was fine and that they'd just call Ubers.
You brought him outside and helped him in the car. He asked you where you were going but fell asleep before you could give him an answer. You decided to just take him back to your place and let him sleep on the couch.
"I mean, he's kind of adorable. Maybe he'll remember you in the morning and then you'll have a beautiful relationship. No, that's crazy." you thought to yourself as you walked him up to your apartment.
You unlocked the door and brought him to your couch. You untied his shoes and slowly took them off trying not to wake him up from his peaceful slumber. You got him a blanket, turned off the light, and went up to your room.
What. A. Night
Sorry this one is so long lol. I got started and couldn't stop writing. The rest of them won't be this long, I promise.❤️
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