Heading over to Thor’s in a bit. I’m going to pick up breakfast burritos, the most romantic of gestures.
It’s 6am and I just got home..
We literally had a 12 hour date.
Mostly because we fell asleep on the couch on his terrace, the weather was so nice. And also because we made out.. underneath his poncho.. that he wrapped around me like a blanket. Because he’s so fucking tall, I barely come up to his chest. When he walked me to my car, even with him leaning forward, I still had to stand on my tip toes to kiss him.
We had a little talk too.. he was really honest and sweet, and we both admitted that we like each other, but that we want to take things slow and see how things go.. and that’s when we made out and then fell asleep.
I’m in trouble.