journal | matt espinosa

thirty-eight

dear diary,
today, oh god. i was surprised my cheeks weren't stained red all day. anyways, onto the explanation. i opened my locker today to have a white rose fall out. the rose had a little paper taped to it. it simply said this.

dear coral, date with me, tommorow, 8 pm, i pick you up - matthew

i guess i had a date...

note -
this is my first time (i think) mentioning her name. enjoy.