He apologized profusely. "It's a good thing you got here when you did," I tell him. " I think they were getting ready to roll up the runways and clos...e the airport."Where the hell do you live?" I half-jokingly asked him. Laughing, he wrapped his arms around me and promised it would be worth the trip and that I would love Newfoundland. Exiting the airport we made our way to the car. It was snowing steadily now. I stopped for a moment to just enjoy the sight and sounds of a snowstorm. It was. We started talking on whatsapp during nights and one day during our late night chats, she asked me whether I had any girl in my life, I replied no I did not and later that night I don’t know what exactly happened but she asked me if I’ve had sex and with how many girls, I said yes but kept her turning in circles for the number, she enjoyed me teasing her. I wasn’t sleepy and it was quite late,I asked her if she wanted to sleep she can, she told me she too was wide awake. Soon we ran out of. She took a breath, rubbed her eyes again in an effort to wake herself up and then pulled the door open. She gaped, ‘Derek?! What the hell are you doing here? It’s like 4am!’ she demanded. There was a bottle in his hand, he was swaying and his eyelids were droopy. He was as drunk as a skunk. ‘Ivy.’ He slurred. ‘You hurt….’ He trailed off as he stumbled into the wall and almost fell over. She grabbed the bottle out of his hand and looked at it. He didn’t seem to notice. It was whiskey. ‘You. I hoped I wouldn’t find more pairs in this condition. In any case, I continued to wear that pair of pantyhose for the remainder of the day. I wore them a few more times until the run was down to the heel, which made it difficult to put them on after that. As I wore the collection I found a few more pairs of pantyhose with horrendous runs which caused me to wonder if maybe she had ruined them on purpose. I wondered if she suspected I was taking them and ruining them so I couldn’t wear them or.