All the windows had no blinds or curtains, and the walls of the pool house were essentially shutters that you flip to close for privacy...

It happened so slowly and all at once. Suddenly I was flooded with anxiety: We shouldn't even be together.

Possibly the best party I'll ever go to. Full of old crushes and youtubers and actors...

tldr; there are things i just can't wrap my head around... lol there's a lot.

I stood up next to him and the bed had four egg yolks/whites scattered throughout the bed and next to where I was laying was soaking wet.

I get on the plane and suffer through a 15-hour flight from wherever the hell I lived all the way to North Bay (LOL).

Just then, a car exploded. People flocked to the window to see and sure enough, someone's car had been obliterated.

I was some kind of spy. Not actually Russian, but definitely had those vibes. I think it was also a kind of Charlie's Angels situation.