My Anti-Hero

I shouldn't have agreed to this. What was I thinking?

Appearing on a local news show? Just because something happened to me?

I live mostly in isolation on purpose.

But here I am.

I was so nervous that I needed the make-up chair, twice.

And then I walked past his room.

He's a giant-no softness, all muscle.

And a rich beard that made me want to rub myself all over it.

He made me see stars, literally because the second time I saw him, I tripped.

Or I would've, but he caught me, and the cameras were rol...