You Will Not Forget This
After a night out on the town, we find ourselves in one last pub. We had both had a few drinks that evening. Our thinking is that the dark, quiet atmosphere of this newest club would help us clear our heads for the drive home. The music hums in the background as we settle down across from one another at a corner table. It is the perfect spot to smoke a joint, people-watch and commiserate about the evening thus far."I know I already told you this, Alexandria, but you look super hot tonight baby...