She'd been watching Goldie's dog for days, and she was feeling lonely. And as always happens, once she was feeling the most lonely a man would text her, and keep her on a hook. This time it was Mel instead of the usual line up. He wanted to hang, but he was short on funds. She suggested a movie night at Goldie's and they would pick up some cheap tacos for dinner.
As they sat around catching up while waiting for the tacos, he shared his plans for next week in Vegas meeting Cher and tooling around in a limo with his friend from the bar. Later on in the month he was going to Peru, to take part in some sort of ritual. "What do you hope to get out of that?" She asked, he answered with a little bit of peace. She said she hoped it would help him, and she meant it.
There was still something between them. It was hard not to want the future that he wanted for himself; house, kids. The dream. As it stood now, they were just the same level of lonely.
He hadn't seen The Haunting of Hill House, so they watched the first couple of episodes. It was only a matter of a few minutes before they were snuggling comfortably, him occasionally laughing at her jumping at scary parts even though she'd already seen it. SD came by to pick something up, and he didn't pull away from her while they were all talking.
It was easy, nice. Nothing more complicated than that. He hugged her and didn't try to kiss her goodnight when he left.
