When you meet someone after really long, there's always this little void that exists between both parties. The void grows stronger with time.
The void becomes strongest with sexual history...
"Hey... long time... How you doing?"
"Oh! Hi. I've been okay... you? Got yourself a car, I heard. Congratulations!...
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Amidst the awkward conversation among other things, my forsaken tattoo decides to peep out from under my sleeve:
-" You gotta tattoo? You were never a tattoo person back in the day!"
Back in the day was when I was 15 and he was about 20.
-"Yeah... things change, right?"
*awkward laugh*
*awkward laugh*
-"Show mee??"
-"No.. Be satisfied with just this. I'm not giving away the whole thing"
*trying to sound/look smug*
*trying to sound/look smug*
-"Not the whole thing, eh? Still?"
*smirks*
*smirks*
- :|
-"Haha.. I'll see ya around, kid? Been a while! Gotta hit the gym now. Bye"
-"Yeah..."
*smiles*
*smiles*
It's going to be some summer.
