Yes, I went limp. The cute boy kissed me and I went limp. Who does that!?! Ok, so here’s what happened. I am awkward. I can miss social ques and say really dumb stuff. This I know but what I didn’t know was that I am apparently part fainting goat too.
I could sense he was being a little fidgety and I just assumed it was late and he was wanting me to go without telling me to go. So I took the hint and started to leave. Thats when he grabbed me and pulled me in. The way time slowed down, ugh. When I realized what was happening I panicked and I knew that if I pulled away he would think it was him. It wasn’t it was me. My next thought was “go limp”. They say when you’re about to get into an accident if you go limp you will potentially sustain less damage. That’s what I was going for, minimal damage.
When the kiss was over I looked him in the eyes and apologized for making that more awkward than it needed to be. Thankfully he laughed and said, “its not a big deal, I was worried I made the move to quick but had to commit to it so I didn’t look like a doof.”. Thank God! We laughed about it, making fun of my ability to make an awkward situation worse but hilarious at the same time. But alas, it was really time to go so I made my way to the door and seen myself out. Face palming the entire walk to my car.
Closing the door and pushing the start button, I start to laugh so hard if anyone would have seen me, they’d thought I was on something. WHO DOES THAT!?!?! You go limp if a bear is attacking you, not if the cute guy thinks you’re pretty and wants to smooch you. The only thought I had was, “Well, if this gonna go anywhere we need to lay all the crazy and weird out there.”
The deive home all I could think about was how I really hoped that I didn’t ruin anything and I would hear from him the next day. I didn’t have to wait. My phone buzzed and it was him. “There’s a Thunder game on Wednesday. You better be here to watch it with me, dork.” Insert girly swoon and cheesy smile.
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