The Story of Tonight

My dad and I lucked into last-minute tickets to see Hamilton tonight.

After the show, which was utterly magnificent and something we both agreed my mom would've gushed about for ages, we walked past Buckingham Palace and a great many other world-famous landmarks on our way to an all-night diner in the gay neighborhood where we tossed back burgers and fries and most of the red wine on the West End while spilling our respective guts to one another until very late.