If you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what would it be?
ChaosQueen
Shots fired, football guy.
That question is a huge problem for me.
RenegadeRush
Why is that?
ChaosQueen
Because I contain multitudes and I can’t pick one favorite of almost anything. I need different songs for different moods.
Am I happy? I need “Don’t Stop Me Now” by Queen.
Am I mad at the world? I need Alanis Morissette's “You Oughta Know” or The Chicks “Not Ready to Make Nice.”
Do I hate men today? “Goodbye Earl” and “You Don’t Own Me” are my jams.
Am I doing all-time favorite Broadway song? It’s gotta be “One Last Time” from the original Hamilton cast recording because Christopher Jackson rips that last note like no other and I could listen to it 78908779098668 times in a row and never get bored.
RenegadeRush
So, what you’re saying is, your username is extremely accurate.
ChaosQueen
Sure is.
RenegadeRush
I dig it. So, same time tomorrow?
ChaosQueen
I’ll have my question ready.
RenegadeRush
It’s been a pleasure, ChaosQueen.
ChaosQueen
Same goes, football guy.
I click off my phone and toss it on my desk, then pick up my Dr Pepper and take a long sip, surprised to find I’m smiling. I definitely didn’t havestranger on the internet amuses meon my bingo card today. It may be a weirdly unconventional way to meet someone, but I don’t hate it. I don’t hate it one bit.
And as I get my shit together and dig into the rest of my work for the day, part of my mind stays right on my internet stranger, and what kind of question he might have for me tomorrow.
CHAPTER FIVE
TYLER
Practically rubbing my hands together with glee, I flop down on my couch, picking up my phone and hitting the VibeCheck app. I click into the message thread I started yesterday with the woman I can’t stop thinking about and wonder briefly whether it’s weird that for the last almost twenty-four hours, my brain has been hyper fixated on someone I’ve never actually met and haven’t seen a picture of.
Maybe.
