Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. It's a fluke. Too much whiskey. Believe me when I say, it will NEVER happen again.
I’m trying not to take it personally. Sh*t happens. It’s not a reflection on me. He claims it was too much whiskey. A one time occurrence. And I believe him.
But then why the hell does it happen a second time?
Fate’s a funny thing.
He likes her.
She likes him.
They say the third times a charm…