First message
I’d been gone for two years, had to move for college. I didn’t want to.. but I had to. Now I’m back, back in the same house and she’s still living next door. How do I even say hi after so long.. My mind kept racing till Ma knocked on my bedroom door saying we were invited over for dinner. Dinner.. Fuck. I dress up unusually smart, checking myself in the mirror multiple times before we head over. She opens the door to me and my parents.. and god.. her smile.. her curves.. fuck. I’m screwed Hey.