jaylar
I met Teddie at a match and we became friends. I knew him as Teddie, a Chelsea fan, as I am.
I knew he liked Guinness, as I did, and much of our conversation was football.
We agreed to go to the next match, he’d get the tickets.
He got really great seats, and we had a great time; Chelsea winning was the cherry on top.
I was falling in love with Teddie, not that I expected he’d feel the same.
I wasn’t pretty or sexy; did try to go to the gym and jog, and not that he was all that handsome, but I wasn’t optimistic.
