“Yeah, a couple hundred or so you missed, incidentally.”
“Oh no. Oh no no no.” I repeated, rubbing my hands through my hair. “This is not at all what…no no no…not what I had in…oh, I don’t know!” I threw up my hands.
“Well, if you’re just friends, then we’re good.” He said. “Give it about four years, and then take a lot of flights.” He pulled out his gaming rig, and booted up the game.
I flipped it back off. “No.”
“No what?” He said.
“That does not work.” I said forcefully.
“Then…romantic dinner?” He asked.
I winced. “Is there no other way…?”
“Well, we could try saving her life, but that’d involve putting her in danger first.”
I sighed. “Bring on the candles, I guess.”
No, don't do it. Go back to gaming. It is better that way.
I honestly don't know, I end up burying my head in my hands and wishing I was somewhere else every time I'm around him. Are you saying I'd lose?
Listen to yourself, let him drift out of you life. No no, I'm sure you totally could have a chance at it. It's just that in these situations experience usually influences fate a lot of the time.
That's funny, that's what literally everybody says about this situation. Well, I guess there's only one way to gather experience.
“Yeah, a couple hundred or so you missed, incidentally.”
“Oh no. Oh no no no.” I repeated, rubbing my hands through my hair. “This is not at all what…no no no…not what I had in…oh, I don’t know!” I threw up my hands.
“Well, if you’re just friends, then we’re good.” He said. “Give it about four years, and then take a lot of flights.” He pulled out his gaming rig, and booted up the game.
I flipped it back off. “No.”
“No what?” He said.
“That does not work.” I said forcefully.
“Then…romantic dinner?” He asked.
I winced. “Is there no other way…?”
“Well, we could try saving her life, but that’d involve putting her in danger first.”
We rigged up my bedroom as best as possible, and Mateo delivered the invitation. I didn’t know at this point if I really wanted her to say yes. What was I getting myself into?
I was rescuing our friendship, that’s what. Friends. That’s all.
Somehow I didn’t even sound CONvincing to myself.
Mateo dropped in later. “She said no.”
A weight lifted off my shoulders. I could deal with some other time. I could procrastinate! It was euphoric! I felt I could fly!
“But I convinced her to come. She’s on for six.”
*snip*
“Hello.” She said, not quite icily, but still reserved. “You wanted to talk?”
“Um, yeah.” I said, not making a very great impression. “Wanna, uh, sit down?”
See, I have to put my laundry in the washer, and then wait half an hour to put it in the dryer, then wait 45 minutes to take it out... It's a very precise science.
Ah ok that makes more sense. I thought you ment you did it while folding laundry.
Folding laundry? I just stuff it all in my drawers.
