It absolutely was the essential difference between placing a bra on and remaining in, peeps.
Danny* and I had plans for night at 8 p.m. Well, at least I thought we did friday. Him around 5 p.m. suggesting we hit up an old Western mixology saloon conveniently close to my apartment and where I just so happened to leave my phone charger the night before, he never responded when I texted.
We waited a hours that are few nevertheless, no reaction. Had been it a red flag that we destroyed my phone charger? Did he hate saloons? Had been we too pushy because of the location recommendation? IвЂ™ll never know because even if I woke within the next morning, anticipating an apology text, the sole message I’d ended up being from my mom.