Charlie
There’s nothing worse than the morning after a one-night stand. I mean, it’s not really supposed to happen, right? The morning-after part? The person who slept over is supposed to sneak out at dawn before the other one is awake. Or, at worst, make a mad scramble to grab their clothes and jet the moment they realize where they are.
It’s not a stay and make coffee kind of scenario.
And riding on the back of Lance’s Duck or Duke or whatever he calls it to Arroyo Seco just to get my car to drive back into town to work feels all wrong.
Irresponsible. Foolish. Definitely shameful.
I’m literally doing the ride of shame right now. I let the player get in my pants last night and now the whole town will know.
Not that the people of Taos give two f***s about who I screw. It’s a small to
