the girl you woke up to vs the girl you took home last night

I woke up next to the girl who gave me that emo vibe, her dark hair framing a dreamy face. But last night, I took home a different girl—she was all goth and wild, full of energy. As I remember our night together, I can't help but think about the blend of feelings that come with these amateur encounters. It's a mix of fun and intensity, but there's a hint of something deeper—maybe even a touch of that suicidal edge you find in some girls. Which girl do you think left a bigger impact?