BE∆CHOUSE

The smoke alarm beeped, mocking me. HOW DO YOU RUIN SPAGHETTI. Just don’t overcook it. She was laughing unconsolably, till she realized I was getting upset from embarrassment. She composed herself, and asked me if I minded pepperoni. 45 minutes later we were spilling pizza crumbs over disposable plates and drinking fizzling Sprite. We spent most of the night talking about nothing. It was everything. I finally gathered the nerves to ask her when she planned on going back home. She looked down and then out through the window. She said she didn’t know. I felt awkward. I apologized. She forced a smile and told me it was okay. The rest of dinner was silent. Finally, she asked me if I wanted to watch a movie. “YES."