The very moment our eyes locked, we knew what the other was thinking. Both hearts started racing. Blood rushed to our heads, turning our faces pink. Nostrils flared as we both inhaled deeply, our mouths already occupied. This was it. Today was the day we’d been waiting for, like children pining for Christmas on the first of January. We maintained eye contact, a thousand unspoken words flying back and forth in the space between us; words that, if uttered, would have said, “holy fucking SHIT this grilled cheese sandwich is the BEST thing I’ve EVER had.”