Almost Ready
Written by Emma Mathes
Her hair dried in the breeze while she allowed herself to space out. Melanie was on her way out the door and the nerves were kicking in. The fire in her fingers dulled the desire to eat her cuticles.
Breathing in the sweet smoke of burning cannabis, she thought less of socializing and focused on relaxing the muscles in her shoulders and neck.
News of the get together came from a mutual on Twitter. Some local ladies and NBs were meeting at L for cheap beer, fries, and friendly queer discussions.
Melanie closed her eyes and settled down. She smiled.