Two glasses of red wine at our cozy counter seat. The hipster scent, dim lights, and a BB gun lamp with a slightly tilted lampshade. A wordy menu with buffalo seitan and fried PB&J. A Malbec request that went unanswered. Sweet potato croquettes with dipping sauces. A clock that kept on ticking. Moments of silence and straight talk and sweet nothings. Happiness. Short embraces. And Megan Fox? Ketchup and Nicholas Cage. Wishing the night kept on going. Awesome because I couldn't think of a proper adjective. A romantic walk through my (romantic) neighborhood. PDA! And this when the clock strikes midnight (I couldn't help myself).