I went out with Caitlin and Claudia and I sort of didn’t want to. We went to a Spanish restaurant and had Caipirinhas with lots of lime. The bartender made them strong. He listened to our conversations and thought we were funny. He had excellent timing and when he felt we were just getting ready to close out he said “I haven’t used my bartender comps yet, would you girls like a shot?”

We took shots of something pink and sweet and light and strong and as it went down I realized I didn’t want to be there anymore. My head felt light and I was drunk. I texted ultimatums to David; a Montague, like Romeo. I told him, “come see me or else.” He said “I can’t babe. Not tonight.”

Caitlin and Claudia whispered to one another about guys and the past and the present and what could be tonight. I sat to the left and played with the hem of my jeans, fixed my bun on top of my head and thought about David and what it might feel like to have him inside of me.