Crayvin
"How did the rest of your night go after we all left?" Cassandra asks me as we wait in the unit for the signal to start leading the way for the funeral escort. I tug at my collar as it feels like it is constricting my thick neck. For funeral escorts, we have to wear our dress uniform to appear more polished but they aren't the most comfortable to wear.
Last night ended just how I had hoped. No drama, just a good time. Besides Cassandra kicking everyone's asses at pool, we shared a bunch of laughs, and then I ended up taking Patricia home after Cassandra and Drew left together.
Did you two date before?
Patricia's question replays in my head. She asked me literally out of nowhere, right before I put on the condom. Initially, I had thought I heard her wrong, but she had said she a
