The Storm

It’s the largest snowstorm of the century, and I’m snowed in at my Dad’s tattoo shop with his best friend.

This might not be an issue if it weren’t for the fact I’m in love with him and he’s been nothing but an ice-cold grump to me for months.

I’m trying to let it go, I swear, because nobody wants to be the girl who wants someone completely uninterested. It’s humiliating.

Being trapped here with him is the last straw. I’m going to move on, no matter what it takes.

I just need to get through this storm…