I was in Toronto for the long weekend and went to the Annex Wreckroom for Yes Yes Y’all this past Friday Night.
Whenever my friend and I go out dancing, we zone in on each other and dance like no one is watching. Then out of nowhere, she, stops by our little circle and starts to dance with my friend. At this point, he’s doing a back bend with her in front of him, and I pull on the imaginary string that’s attached to his chest, to bring him back up. She starts laughing and I realize how attractive she is.
She leans into me and says “you guys really dance well together.” So we start dancing and things go really well for the first 2 seconds, I grab the drink that’s in her hand and take a swig, she’s surprised but ok with it. It’s watered down and I say “there’s nothing in here.”
This is where it all goes stupid as I say to her, “I hope you didn’t roofie this”
Her: Well you took a sip first
Me: Well you have rapist written all over your face
You know when you get stuck on a theme and you’re yelling at yourself internally to stop but you can’t. I couldn’t stop talking about sexual assault.
So, Lisa, girl in the red and white tank top, if by some ridiculous chance this happens to find you, I got nervous. What I should have done was finished your drink, grabbed your hand, bought you a new one and kissed you.