College Memories
I sighed as I read the text from Selena. She was running late, and wouldn't be here for a little while longer. I was starting to get a bit uncomfortable, being by far the oldest guy at the bar. The semester at the local college was over, and it wasn't particularly crowded for a Friday night, but there were still plenty of people around. The late May air was warm, and the poorly ventilated room was getting a bit stifling. It wasn't that this place was unfamiliar; if anything, The Thirsty...