Wine season and crop top season happen to line up perfectly.

You've got a glass in one hand and zero interest in explaining either choice tonight. The patio, the string lights, and the second bottle all happened for a reason tonight. Nobody's counting how many glasses in, least of all you.

Everyone assumes wine nights are just about the wine, like it's that simple. You know better — it's basically a whole relationship at this point. The two of you have history.

Rebel Ink toasts to it.