Gross #17

I had dinner with a guy I fuck sometimes named Wade last night, and it was the first time I'd ever spent any time with him sober. We went to sort of a nice restaurant. About ten minutes in he admitted that he got my friend Jeremy's number and called him about me earlier, to find out whether or not I'm a serial killer. That weirded me out a lot. The next day, Jeremy and I had breakfast and he told me Wade basically said this:

"We're always wasted when we see each other, so he pretty much just tells me I'm beautiful for a half hour and then pukes."

-Wade