Challenge: famous last words.
when you met you hated each other. he stood there wearing cracked sunglasses and a shirt that accentuated his ribs and glared at you.
you glared back, because you’re you, and you return what you’re given.
a couple of months later he grabbed you by the collar and murmured, “i don’t like you. stay away from me, bitch,” into your mouth and his breath tasted like stale cigarettes and coffee, which was wrong because he was drunk.
you shook him off and said, “hey, fuck you.”
and because you’re you, and you keep your promises, in the end you did.