Ruined | ✓

< thirty five >

You asked if I would ever send any pictures.

What kind of pictures? I asked.

You smiled. You're so adorably innocent, you grinned, and winked at me.

No I'm not, I protested, annoyed.

Then send one.

Right now?

Yes, you nodded, I won't tell anyone.

I sent one. I don't know why. I trust you. You won't do anything with it.

You didn't tell me you loved me before going to bed.