|work| - Blind Dating 2006

She didn’t laugh. She nodded slowly. “That scene. On the beach. When the house is falling apart.”

“So,” she said, wrapping her hands around the mug. “Mark said you hate when people ask ‘what’s your favorite movie?’ because it reduces everything to a ranking.” blind dating 2006

She smiled. The real one this time. Wide and unguarded. “Tomorrow, then. 11 PM. I’ll bring the book.” She didn’t laugh

Leo tugged at the collar of his vintage Band of Horses tee. He’d bought it at a show last month. He wanted to seem authentic but not try-hard. The coffee shop—a proto-hipster joint called “Grounds for Divorce”—played a Sufjan Stevens B-side. A girl in thick-framed glasses and a shawl knit from actual cobwebs was reading a zine. ” she said