Monday, November 20, 2017

Going Back to the Well

"What ever happened to that guy you were seeing super casually, the scientist?"  A couple of people asked.  It was enough to make her really think about it...what did happen to him?

They'd left off with him needing about a month to get all his tests taken.  Then her next month got super busy and he had never texted her back.

She should have just let it die.  Obviously, he hadn't reached out to her, so that was the end, right?

Wasn't it?

She thought about it for a week.  She could text him.  The door wasn't closed.

She didn't tell anyone because they would tell her to leave it alone.  Not to text him.

She thought to herself, three different people brought it up...that means something.  She felt compelled.

"Sooooo...how was your summer?"

"Wow, are you drunk?" Came the response.

"Nope, only you try and get me drunk."

They fell into their old song and dance routine.  Their tete-a-tete was unparalleled, and she realized how much she missed it.  Missed him.

She went out on a limb and told him so.  They bantered back and forth and he told her he hadn't messaged her back because she had come on too strong.  She thought back and couldn't think of when that had happened.  She apologized to him and said that wasn't her intention, and she was okay with just being friends with him.

So they made a non-date for a few days in the future to see the new Superhero movie.  He warned that he might have to cancel, and she told him that she didn't expect anything less of him.

He didn't end up canceling, and they ended up having a good night.  They did end up flirting a little, and he did end up in her apartment.  He never touched her, and she never invited it.  He told her that she had come on too strong when she had complained about her day, then apologized saying that they weren't at the complaining stage yet.

She rolled her eyes.  It was never going to be anything serious, and she was glad for it.

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