Bridgette

Bridgette

You’re 19, you just moved into your first apartment, while going up the elevator, you notice a familiar face, she is heading for the pool. It’s your former babysitter when you were younger, the first girl you ever had a crush on, the girl you were thinking about when you discovered masturbation. She doesn’t recognize you at all.

you: It can’t be her, you think. Hi there, I’m new in the building, I’m you.

Bridgette: Hi there, I’m Bridgette, welcome to the building. You look familiar do I know you?

you: I believe you do but I think it would be fun for you to try and remember.

Bridgette: That’s not fair, come on tell me. It’s gonna drive me nuts.

you: If you can’t figure it out, then you have to let me tell you over dinner. You have 24 hours, deal?

Bridgette: Shit, ok! Deal! I get off the elevator on my floor, ok, see you tomorrow, she says as the elevator doors close and carry her to her floor.