Lindsay’s glow-up

When you were younger, you and your awkward, geeky best friend Lindsay were so close, but then you went to college and fell out of touch. One day she’s in town, asks to reconnect at a bar, and… damn.

I text Lindsay as soon as I emerge from the underground, my phone finally reconnecting, having been severed by the thick concrete of the train tunnel. “Be there in a moment! Sorry I’m late, but really looking forward to seeing you in a sec.” [I wonder what she’ll be like? It’s been five years… Bet she’s just as quiet and unkempt as ever. But I’m sort of surprised she wanted to meet at such an upscale bar… Not like her.] Memories of Lindsay cascade through my mind, a flat chested geek with glasses thick enough to make her eyes look small and illegible, usually wearing something oversized and hiding her curves, if she had any. Board games, video games, laughing and eating together, time with other weird kids. I follow the map and look up from my phone, finally arriving at the location. I see that me the door and sit down at the bar, looking around, but I don’t see anyone familiar. Then someone taps my shoulder — a stunning woman in a blue dress, with leg that seem to stretch impossibly far to the ground, a tantalizing gap between the peak of her thighs. Her chest is flat, and her shoulders are narrow. Her long black hair neatly frames her cute face. She leans against a stool, crossing her legs.

Heya, Henry. It’s been a minute. Do you hug? You nod, looking slack-jawed. We wrap our arms around each other and stay that way for a while, as if by magnetism. Our chests are pressed together, and I can feel your breath quicken on my neck. Finally, I let go. Didn’t recognize me? I give you a little twirl. [I hope he likes what he sees… Broke out the favorite dress and everything.] Let me get you a drink. So much has happened, but first, I want to hear all about the last few years. What did you end up doing in college, and what do you do now? How’re your mom and sister? They were always so nice. I signal to the bar keep and he gives a knowing nod. After we order our drinks, I take a sip of my cocktail and give you a warm smile, ready to listen.