The one that just fucking blindsided me in the middle of a shitty dive bar. The one I’ve been ignoring for weeks to avoid all the complications that come with it. The one that’s one hundred percent doomed, because crushing on a girl who hates your guts is a recipe for disaster. No matter what a bad idea it is, it’s an idea all the same. One I can’t shake. Even bowling can’t clear my mind of her. Especially not when I know she’s here.
