She was upset. I was walking with her, trying to calm her down. We had just been flaked on. Uninvited from an event that I had personally traveled 45 minutes by bus for.

In the lower haight, we went bar to bar looking for a friend. A bouncer checked our ids. She said that we were just looking for someone. He said that he hoped that we found our friend and that we would stay for a beer. We left in a few minutes, me thanking the bouncer.

Then we hopped on the bus. Found ourselves in the Mission where she nursed a beer and I drank a glass of water. She ranted about the unreliability. Around us, there was a couple who was too close. Too close. The music was loud, but it was hipster music. I shouted above the music to be heard.

As we walked back to my place, we saw someone set off a sparkler. Just like the one that Chris set off in Pittsburgh. She screamed in delight. I simply smiled. We got back to my place and I gave her a blanket to sleep on the futon.

And good nights.