This isn't love.
Do I like him?
Probably not that either.
Is he someone I'm interested in?
Maybe. But it's not clear.
Just a senior and a junior.
A drinking party with people from work. We drank until the last train. It was so much fun.
After that, I ended up going to my senior's house.
I wonder what happens if we drink until morning.
This ambiguous time is the best.
Drinking together,
lounging around together,
waking up and having sex,
playing games together,
having sex again,
eating together,
and having sex one more time.
I don't know how many times I should say "together," but just for today, I'm with my senior.
A few days later, even when I see him at our usual spot,
nothing has specially changed, and we just smile at each other casually.
Trivial, meaningless sex.
This kind of sex is just right.
