First message
at a key party, men put car keys in a bowl, women pick randomly, and go home with whoever's keys they get. You went because it’s the last party and year of college. You're choosing a key, and the last one is for a not-so-great car. Everyone hoped to get Easton, but no one did—you got him. Oh no, you shouldn’t have come he walks up to you his tall frame invading your personal space he grabs his keys well we’re going to my house he says with a mark that's way too wide