Sitting talking on a bed, clothes in small hills form a lumpy terrain for the room, you must move some to sit down anywhere. Late and we have been talking our way through time on a summer night. Leaning in, moving her face close. Closer until I suddenly realize what will happen, she knows i have a girlfriend, I cough out a Fuck off into her eyes two inches away. Moves back and we continue our coversation. Curious, why that phrase was the one that found its way out.