A Peaceful Day

Eventually, we leave the bed to shower (separately, if you believe that). Now bathed, we decide to head out to the nearby park. I mean a calm stroll around the park is certainly a nice change of pace from the life and **** drama from yesterday. As we walk around, I say "So uhh, what do you like to do outside of college?"

"Mhmm, I think you know." Share winks at me.

"Heh... But apart from that?"

"Well, I love a good party. Dancing and drinking and all that."

"Just any sort of dancing?"

"Pretty much."

"What's your best move?"

"Twerking." Shar then giggles.

"You might have to show me that."

"Maybe. What about you?"

"Eh, I'm not much of a dancer."

"You save your moves for the bedroom?"

"Ha... Pretty much."

"Well I'm not opposed to some bedroom tango."

"I get a feeling that might be your favorite."

We continue to exchange small talk before eating an early lunch. Seeing as she ordered Mexican this morning, I made an educated guess that she liked spicy food and took her to an Indian restaurant. Sure enough, she loved her spicy Vindaloo, but not as much as watching me struggle through my own hot curry. Then again, I think our waitress was more amused, considering all the drinks I bought.

Once finished, I feel my phone vibrate, telling me I had received a text.