FALL IN LOVE FOR FUN

They drove to the golf course instead of home, and they sat on the green and she finished off a bottle of champagne they had found abandoned outside. She was tired, so put her head on his shoulder. A shoulder she had cried on many times, when other boys had broken her heart. A shoulder she longed to sleep on. He put his jacket on her to keep her warm, like he did whenever she drank too much at a party with the plastic humans she sometimes got invited to and she had to call him to drive her home. He stroked her hair and sang a song she loved. She was drunk, and his off key voice was better than anything she had ever heard.