You + me = friends *
* Please note, the above is not a valid mathematical equation, and also may be quite incorrect. We may not be friends in the strictest sense of the word, but I’d still share my bed with you. Wait, I didn’t mean bed, I meant to say I’d share a drink with you. We could share a drink, couldn’t we? Even if we shared a casual acknowledgement from across the room, like a nod, or a tip of the hat? Then maybe our eyes would lock for a split-second too long. One of us would flush with embarrassment, and the other would give a devilish smile while they crunched their ice. Eventually we’d give up the pretense and the boldest one would casually saunter over to the other, saying something witty and charming and roguish and brazen. But whatever.
Hello, I'm Afe.