We’re Getting Married

It all started with the wingout festival. I had to work the fest because the bar I worked at was participating in it, and my manger brought her roommate to help us out for the fest. We instantly hit it off and made each other laugh. It was hard to refrain from walking away from the stand I was working at because it was so busy, but I was dying to try some other wings. Of course, he lured me in with wings and offered to bring me some. After we left the fest, I offered to buy him some coffee. That is the moment I knew I could kind of get used to him. He called me "sugar momma" and I laughed, which is what got me. After working the fest, I still had to go back and close the restaurant and he stayed all night and sat at the bar until it closed. I found him interesting, just staring as I ran around the bar. He watched my interactions closely, I could tell. and I was hoping he'd ask for my number because I wasn't going to give it to him, without him asking first. After the bar closed, I said goodnight and walked out the door and into my uber. I would say 3 minutes had gone by when I got a private message on Instagram. Of course, it was Michael sliding in my DM's.