i walk through the crowd grinning, talking to some people before i find my way back to your side and i slide my hand on your hip, my srm around your waist

i look down at you, i was wearing my dallas wings hat i received when i got drafted, i had a silky white button up and plaid grey pants that fit perfectly and were a little baggy, paired with white shoes, silver jewelry, and i had makeup on that wasn’t too heavy

the alcohol in your system made you much more talkative and more extroverted, you were talking to brand new people and i loved to see it