“Walk me home?” In her cutesy damsel voice. I’m not sure if the inflection was intended, but it sure worked its charm on me.
“Oh...yeah. Sure thing.” I say, trying my best to maintain my composure. We pack everything away and walk the few blocks back. As we’re walking, Daisy slyly reaches her hand down and takes mine in hers.
The intensity has died down a bit from walking, giving me time to think about what exactly I’m doing. I’m about to go back to my shared apartment, with the person I share it with. So good so far. Then... what? What comes next in this sequence?
“Hey...” Daisy says, looking over at me.
“Yeah?” I reply.
“Are you... okay? Like with this? I don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything with me for any reason. I won’t be mad if you say you just want to leave what
