scribble scrabble

>its a good thing ive got a cab on speed dial.

>its late, time to go home, we both have to wake up early
we stumble towards her bus stop, high on liquor
pausing on way there, kissing, lust taking over
making me want to finish what we’ve started by the river

her big eyes seem even bigger and her kisses taste abnormally sweet
she bites my neck, her hands are all over me
under my tshirt, in my hair, undoing my belt
suddenly she pulls back, stares at me

and whispers, “i want to go to your place.”