They decided to give the Improv show another shot that night, and she
drove. They left his car at his apartment across town, initially
because he wanted to finish a story he'd started about a chick he had
"half banged." The story ended up not being worth the gas it was going
to be to drive him back later that night. Apparently there were lots of
girls that got just the tip in before deciding they didn't want to
actually have sex.
He'd already backed out on spending
the night because he had too much laundry to do. He'd also backed out
on actual sex despite the fact that she bought condoms. He made the
excuse that he hadn't showered in 2 days, she told him that he had gone
down on her on the day she moved and she hadn't showered, so they were a
little past that "Can't sex right now, stank" period. They agreed to
disagree as they got to the show.
One of the guys she
had done a show with last summer showed up, and she caught up with him a
little right before the show. He was an affectionate guy, so they held
hands and kissed on the cheek as they talked, with KSL right behind
her. Since KSL wanted to keep things on the down low, she thought this
was the perfect way to deflect everyone. She even squealed a little
louder than she should have when he kissed/tickled her neck. KSL seemed
a little on edge when her friend decided to sit next to them, and for a
second she wondered if it was almost jealousy.
A drunk
couple came in at the last minute and sat in front of them. The woman
was ornery right off the bat, and kept turning around to stare at them.
Once she saw that KSL was chewing gum she made her move.
"Could
you, like, STOP chewing your gum so loud? I can't hear the show." She
was floored by the lady's rudeness and couldn't speak. KSL was less than nice with his retort, telling her to stop sucking down so much booze with her mouth and he'd stop chewing with his. When the
Improv show asked for an audience member to participate, she raised her
hand and the host asked if she was sober. All four of the people in
their row said "No" with the same enthusiasm. She motioned to the stage
manager to get security, he disappeared to do so and didn't come back
right away.
Later she accused KSL of being "part of the
show" when he suggested something they made a scene out of. The lady's
date started making fun of KSL's boisterous laugh. KSL held up his
hand to the back of their heads and flipped them off. She shoved down
his hand but didn't want to keep her hand on his because they were out
in public and she was NOT his girlfriend. She had a feeling he was so
agitated that he would have acted badly towards her had she tried
anything. He was still his friend and she wanted to help, but she ended
up being affectionate with her other friend for the remainder of the
night.
The lady continued to be rude, saying "I bet you
guys do that stuff" whenever the Improv turned to anal jokes. She felt
so torn, not being able to be affectionate to KSL to calm him, or talk
shit to this woman because technically she wasn't involved.
Then
the lady turned around to speak to them one more time, and she felt
something inside her snap. She leaned in until she could see the clumps
in the lady's mascara and said with seething hatred "Are we friends?"
The lady was confused at first, then offended. "Ugh, no." the lady replied, unsure of where it was going.
She
leaned in further to the lady and raised her voice ever so slightly
when she said with searing coldness "Then why the fuck are you talking
to us?" The lady was shocked, and unsure what to say from there when the
stage manager swooped down and told the couple to leave. Just in time,
as she was completely ready to throw down with this lady. She had
taken all she could of her shitting all over KSL, over everyone shitting
all over him. She'd never had a short temper, but something about him
and how people just...she just got so protective over him.
Even
when it came to himself. After the show he assumed everyone was mad at
him for causing a scene, the entire Improv troupe was out to get him.
He didn't want to go out, go back to her apartment, he just wanted to go
home. She tried to make him feel better on the way, he just got more
angry. So she stopped talking. He then got hurt that she wasn't
talking and asked if she was mad at him too.
"No one is
mad at you! Those guys were assholes, everyone saw that. You didn't
start anything. Even I lost my shit and everyone heard. You won't
accept my help, there is nothing else to say. I can't say anything else
to you. If you aren't listening to me, why I should I talk?"
They
stayed silent for as long as he could stand. It was the first time
since meeting each other that they weren't speaking, and clearly he
couldn't stand the silence. He started talking again, explained that he
was overthinking things. That's just the way that the theatre
community worked, they talked shit and changed the story and before you
knew it, everyone hated him. She remained silent, and he wound himself
down talking. By the time she pulled into his complex he was leaning in
for a hug and trying to smooth it all over.
She went
back to where the members of the Improv show were having a meal, hung
out and chatted with everyone. She told them what happened, but they
were already completely over it...as suspected.
For a
friend alone he was extremely high maintenance. It was getting
amazingly easy to continue to separate their friendship from their
lover-ship.
