Fiction: “Everybody loves Peyton”
“of course you swiped left on me,” I sent him in a blue bubble, smiling so giddily that I could tell everyone around me in the café was judging me in that way only café people do, with their procrastinating eyes latching onto anything more interesting than their work or book. I found him on Tinder, which surprised me. Didn’t seem much like his thing, but unfortunately I don’t think he was nearly as surprised… View Post