Miss College Miss is massively baked. She hangs on her gf, giggles, turns from the coffee menu to the chocolate cookies in their big glass jar. "I'll have two of these," she giggles, and her friend laughs too.
I'm smiling as my date returns from the bathroom. We've had lunch, wine, cake, ice cream. Now coffee, although, I have to say, the condition of massively baked Miss College Miss is mighty attractive just now.
My date agrees. We'll add edibles to our buzz, relax at the hotel pool, have the bartender send us margaritas and Key Lime Pie. Just another mad, mad day on the road.