Alison was, and always will be, the embodiment of the two-week relationship. We met the day before my junior year of college. I was fifty kinds of in lust with her. There was two weeks of weeks of Four A.M. phone calls, hour-long drives, and some pretty damn good oral sex, we were sick of each other. To be honest, I forget of her existence on a pretty consistent basis. The only way I think of Alison is when I think about the small relationship I later found out she ruined in hindsight. Then Facebook decided we should be friends, and she decided she wanted to grab a beer and chat.
When I got to the bar, an already tipsy Alison greeted me. She hugged me, and I’m pretty sure that this was the first time that ever happened. I got a sloppy kiss on the cheek that was more accurately on the side of my lip. She bought me two shots, so I could “catch up”, I just joked that I thought that’s what we were supposed to be doing…only in the other kind of sense.
Ali was there with a couple friends who, within ten minutes, had all but vanished. I asked her vague questions, because I didn’t remember a whole lot about her other than her lifeguarding job and the fact that she was blonde and Irish. I didn’t forget the Irishness, but I did forget the freckles. So we did another shot. I have to say that I don’t entirely hate women trying to liquor me up and buying me free rounds.
So yes, knowing me how well you know me by now dear reader, I got fairly tipsy on a Tuesday. In the middle of the bar, she just comes out with it.
Do you plan on kissing me, or what?
I obliged the young lady, being the gentlemen I am. And we made out a little in the bar. And I really truly hate making out in public, and I’m pretty sure people were watching. After two minutes max, we cut it out and went back to talking.
Last call hit, and I (read: the bar) decided we should call it quits, and I walked her to the 6, and she let me finish my cigarette. I felt the need to ask if she wanted to do it again sometime. A beat. Then a sharp inhale and an exaggerated well. Well, I just guess that was that and that that was fairly confusing.
