Couldn’t think of a witty intro for this post (didn’t try too hard, either), I’ll skip that and just start talking about my disastrous date with…
Ugh, I didn’t even name him, didn’t I? WhoIAllowedToTouchMyBoobies is just as long and inappropriate as TooStupidToAskForAFuckingName so we will just call him Dude.
After almost an hour of trying to change the fact that our date was going incredibly awkward and just getting “I have so much study to do” as an answer I started thinking my boots were incredibly fascinating and decided to focus on them instead.
I’m a classy chick (or that’s what I aspire to), I wore my best smile and calmly suggested to call it a night so he could go study. I got up but he just looked at me blankly. Since I’m sweet as fuck I resisted the urge to shout “What are you doing? Get up, you little fucker! No need to prolong this crappy night” and instead I blurted an “Are you ok?”
Do you recall this typically used scene on B-rated movies and sitcoms when someone starts crying in front of a very uncomfortable and startled person? It went something like that, instead, he wasn’t crying, he was just pouring his heart out; I, on the other hand, was definitely shocked. He whined about school, his fruitless efforts to achieve the grade, his gigantic fear of being kicked out because of that and not even having support from his ‘demanding’ parents. I listened to him, did my best to make him smile (which I succeed, yay!) and with awkward pats on his knee I assured him everything will be ok; it’s not the end of the world (said the girl with no real problems) but the moment you start believing it is, it will be.
Scene Two. Still holding onto my cool, once we arrived at my place I told him I didn’t want to make things harder for him, we didn’t need to keep seeing each other if he was that busy. I got such a lousy and useless answer that I don’t even remember it correctly, something along the lines of “it sucks to be busy!”, which makes me think he wasn’t aware that I was breaking things up.
He gave me a kiss goodnight and left me a bit clueless on where we stand at, just enough aware to know it’s not my problem to figure out.
At least I’m true to my advice… Whatever the outcome is, it will not be the end of the world.