TISOY

I did it.

I actually did it!

I kissed her.

I, Richard Faulkerson Jr., kissed Nicomaine Mendoza.

Sure. It was on the cheeks.

Still.

Hehe.

I KISSED HER.

Holy shit I kissed her.

Tangina!

HEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHHE.

I wonder how long we’ll be running around the studio.

A part of me wants to hide behind or under something and let her find me.

That way, when I do see her walk past me —

With her eyes set on a direction she thinks I’m at,

With her hair draping over her shoulders,

And her voice tinkering along the heavy bass of the speakers inside Broadway —

I can come up behind her,

Wrap her in my arms,

And apologize for what I did earlier with another kiss on her cheek.

The other cheek.

That way the other one wouldn’t feel jealous.

Hehe.