Save It
Tuesday, August 26th, 2008Nick. I really, really dug Nick (and his sweet, sweet kisses). After he and his girlfriend finally broke it off. We hung out a lot…pretty much all the time. After a night out for drinks with Marga and Mick, Nick and I came back to my home and we were going to watch a movie. We woke up the next morning after apparently falling asleep during the movie; I realized I hadn’t even told him to sleep tight. How rude of me.
I apologized for being a bad hostess. And he bust out laughing. I asked what was so hilarious. And he said…no, you didn’t tell me goodnight, but you did tell me to save it.
And I’m thinking to myself…save it? save what?
So I asked him…was I talking about saving your money? His response…no I’m pretty sure that wasn’t what you were talking about.
Typical cheeky moment.
Nick. I really dug him (and his sweet, sweet kisses).
