I was nervous about who might be moving in after the neighbors under me moved. They were quiet.
I listen to hardcore. But I have rules. 486 more words
So, once upon a time I had a good male friend. We were exceptionally good “happy hour” friends due to our shared love of booze. Unfortunately after one too many drinks during happy hour, a very unhappy hour was then spent in bed, with things seen that could never be unseen. 561 more words