Yes, you will help

Weren’t you just complaining about feeling stuck? You don’t want to turn down the chance of something new. Even if it is happening vicariously through your friend.

“Sure, Liz, how ‘bout I come by at 3?”

Her relief is immediately apparent.

“You’re the best, Connor. Gotta go! Just buzz when you get here. See you tomorrow! Kisses!”

You hear her make a few over the top kissy sounds and then the call ends.

{if benefits =1}Well now what is the rest of the evening going to be? Liz is apparently headed out somewhere fun. You could try to do that yourself, check the usual hot-spots for someone to get close to. But something holds you back. Maybe it’s just because she’s on your mind now, but you know that any other possible hook-up tonight wouldn’t satisfy the itch that Liz has started. If it’s not her then why bother with anyone else?

She was pretty light on the details about this performance, though. Even if she was already halfway out the door. Maybe it’s just a new pretense for getting to spend time with each other. For getting closer. Halfway through a fond reminiscence of your last time spent horizontal together you realize that you’re spending way too much time thinking about her.{else}Well now what is the rest of the evening going to be? Liz is apparently headed out somewhere fun. You could try to do that yourself, check the usual hot-spots for someone to get close to. But something holds you back. Maybe it’s just because you don’t want to disappoint her, but suddenly you worry that you will indeed find someone and have a great time tonight and into tomorrow and the next thing you know you’re cancelling on your friend at the last minute.

She was pretty light on the details about this performance, though. Even if she was already halfway out the door. Though it is a good pretense for getting to spend time with each other. Maybe a chance to get closer. Halfway through that flight of fancy you realize that you’re spending way too much time thinking about her. Especially since she likely isn’t thinking about you at this moment.

Or maybe she is. What if she is?{endif}

Shaking your head to clear those thoughts you head back to the kitchen to crack open a drink You decide to take it easy so that you’re fully refreshed for tomorrow. You make yourself dinner while texting with a few friends. You settle on plans for Sunday brunch followed by beers and barbecue in the sunshine. Look at you, being sociable! What was all that fear of being in a rut all about?

Before getting into bed that night you get two texts from your friend:

(Liz) i promise this will be fun

either because you like what you get to see or because you get to laugh at my awkward failure ;-P