For the soul.

So, last night an old friend of mine was in town and to celebrate the return of Christine (still fake names) we all went our for beers at The Rat and Parrot. All was going really well until I spotted him, talking to one of my friends, Mike. I think everybody has that one person who is "the one that got away" and for me, Mike is one of my escapees.  

After a shockingly awkward eye catching half sort of wave and smile thing and when we were about to leave the Rat I plucked up the courage to go talk to him and casually (and shockingly transparently) drop the fact that we were going to Champs next and that he should maybe pop in. No!? Anyways, long story short, he came to Champs and stayed for a drink or 2. At the end of the evening, when we were leaving I gave Mike a lift home and he invited me in for tea/coffee.

After waking up the next morning after a night of naps I could not help but smile. There I was, lying in his arms and all I could think was how perfectly we fitted together. His arms around me, our legs intertwined. It was exactly what the doctor ordered, exactly what I needed. Although one night stands aren't really my thing this one was great.