Creative Crunch

I was introduced to crunch by Alice*.

I’d fallen in love with her six months prior at a work conference. Our eyes met across the room over cheap beer bottles — lacquered nails obscuring the wrappers. She was beautiful, bright eyed and well dressed. She made a beeline for me, dodging creatives and ignoring executives who sought her conversation, as drawn to me as I was to her. I fell for her with a sudden kind of violence, all before…