"Do you um, have an email? I'd like to send you the paper after I'm finished. That's it." "You can just ask for my number." or, a gas station cashier gets interviewed by a freelance journalist in the most popular gay dive bar in seattle. lots of things go wrong after this.

Dear Diary, his smile can light up the most darkest of rooms. Even the heart of a asshole like me. Warnings: Depressing, swearing.