Hickies and Hookahs

by Darren
(New York, NY)

So, I had been on a dating hiatus for about four years. I simply wasn't interested. A girl coerced me into going out with her, just to "hang out". I met her at a park and was blown away. She was completely different than how she was in the office. Boisterous, fun, beautiful, and bright.

We walked around the park, laughed held hands, made our way to a nice Mexican restaurant, teasingly fought over who would pay. (we both shoved our cards to the waitress after drawing them out secretly. Turns out I accidentally got my driver's license.)

Eventually we drove up to a hookah bar and had our first kiss before we went inside. It was amazing. We talked, smoked, and kissed more. It was awe-inducing. Eventually we got tired and went back to my place to watch a movie.

We didn't watch much of the movie. After she left, later that evening, I sat down with my roommates to pridefully show them the hickies I had gathered.

Yep, that would be the best.