It gets better

So I decided to meet up with Waterloo after all. It was actually really fun. We did lots of talking. I wasn't my usual evasive self. I figured, fuck it, I don't want to seriously date this dude, why not be myself? So we drank beers, talked about our relationships and sex and what we're doing with our lives, people watched, and then we sold some merch for a couple rock bands. I drove him to his car, he told me to call him when I got home, I called, he called back to tell me again he had a good time, and I told him next time he should kiss me more. And I'm going to bed feeling good. The end.