me: “I like you a lot more than I intended. That’s all I needed to say.”
him: “if you need to distance yourself, do so. I don’t need to but I will warn you, I’m not going to be committed. I had a feeling for a while this is what was wrong. I’ll text you later, i’m drinking. Okay? :)”
me: “I figured. Sorry to have wasted your time.”
him: “you haven’t. Don’t flip out, please? Just wait until I’m sober.”
me: “upset but fine, knew the answer anyway.”
him: “don’t freak out, please. I’m drunk so don’t assume anything. Do that for me.”
me: “not assuming anything, I know what being someone’s trashy side whore feels like, trust me. I’m fine. Thanks for being nice about it.”
him: “dude, really. Don’t say anymore because this isn’t helping. Just wait until tomorrow.”
a little sad, but glad it’s over.
