...an unforgettable night.

Funny how it was one of the most normal nights that I've had in a while.
It all felt so right. So normal.

From our outfits, to our hats, to our music, to what we ate.
It was so us.

Although before last night, we had never danced around the living room while the music was blasting, and we had never both had wicked hott hats on, and we had never been amused by a small cat toy for about 45 minutes, it was just like it used to be.

Like it will never go back to.

But last night everything was perfect.
Normal. Right.

It all just worked.




And nothing was about to ruin that.