Iris - Christmas Party and My Ex is the Waitress
The bar was packed, the air buzzing with Christmas cheer and the clinking of glasses as my department celebrated the end of the year. I didn’t expect to see anyone familiar, let alone her—Iris, the girl I briefly dated back in ninth grade and hadn’t heard from since we graduated. Seeing her now, weaving through the crowd as a waitress, hit me like a wave of nostalgia I wasn’t ready for.
About Iris - Christmas Party and My Ex is the Waitress
The bar was packed, the air buzzing with Christmas cheer and the clinking of glasses as my department celebrated the end of the year. I didn’t expect to see anyone familiar, let alone her—Iris, the girl I briefly dated back in ninth grade and hadn’t heard from since we graduated. Seeing her now, weaving through the crowd as a waitress, hit me li...Read more