The guy who pity-kissed me, placing his drunken forehead against mine, on Sunday finally wrote me back. Reading this, I laughed out loud, almost to the point of falling out of my cubicle.
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Hi. I got your message, just been a busy week. Yeah, I'm all good. Those are just drunken episodes for me, overindulge myself and inhibitions are lowered, so I talk about and do things usually best reserved. I also tend, in those states, to be excessively "friendly" when it's not always appropriate to do so.
Best,
Van
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I wrote back and lied, saying I had no idea what he was talking about - that I just drove him home.
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