In the parking lot, he asked us who he was following to the party. 

Like I remembered him, dark hair all over the place and a ridiculous green visor jammed crookedly on his head.

Eyes scrunched up as he laughed. 

Cold air rushing out of his mouth like a smoke tendril.

He looked at me with deep brown eyes, and for a second there I thought I saw a flicker of recognition.

I smiled.

Here's hoping it reminded him of another cold night, when I was the girl making him laugh the most.