My FB friend texted me Friday night from my house. My roommate threw an impromptu gathering, he ended up there with a lady friend. I live in the smallest city. I believe that mystery is solved: we cannot be friends because he has a girl in the picture. That's fine. It's the classic "When Harry Met Sally" dilemma.
And December Boy. Nothing new has happened, but he is on my mind. Logically, I get it, it's not going to happen. Even if he didn't have a quasi-girlfriend in the picture, it wouldn't work. He is forbidden, and thus enticing to me. That's the only reason I'm this obsessed.
WOS boy called me at 4am today. I love being that girl. Oh, so much. Ahem, sarcasm.
And then of course The Boy. I'm not even sure what's happening with him. We keep having these brief conversations where we don't really say much, and then we get cut off. His phone dies, our signal is lost. It's frustrating, and I feel as if the longer we have this disconnect, the harder it will be to correct it.
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