‘Do you want more’, she says after I thought I’ve had enough, rather the most. I was already enjoying myself so much, I was shocked she asked before I could, I’m voided of all anticipations. I can’t say no to what may lie on the other side, I have no clue as to what more she could give for this plenty to be lacking. It’d be rude not to accept, after all, she invited me without saying anything for herself and why she’s late. I reply, ‘do you?’
