It was like a Pride bar crawl thing, going from house party to house party. The drinks ranged from great to awful (so many melting rainbow Jello shots) but the music was fantastic. I don't remember who I went with, but eventually I bonded with a woman over being bi (her descriptor) and we hooked up, it was nice. Then her girlfriend came home and discovered agreeing to talk about possibly opening up their relationship was taken as "this is open right now" by new friend, and there was a lot of cry-fighting while I awkwardly got dressed. It was not a great Pride!
That sure sounds like a terrible Pride, but I also like knowing this story
because it's about you. I'll go to a party with you, but I don't want to
compromise your fun, either, by being historically Not Good At Parties in
all of my pasts.
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Re: Oliver
Tell me about the last one you went to.
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I'm sure!
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That sure sounds like a terrible Pride, but I also like knowing this story because it's about you. I'll go to a party with you, but I don't want to compromise your fun, either, by being historically Not Good At Parties in all of my pasts.
Re: Oliver
Re: Oliver
Of course I will.
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And if you need to go be the life of the party, I'll watch you admiringly.
Re: Oliver
Re: Oliver
You're sweet. What do you wear to Pride parties? When I say you I mean you specifically, not a generic you.
Re: Oliver
Re: Oliver
This is very cute.
Re: Oliver
Re: Oliver
Yes you are.