So, I’m hanging out in a coffee house right now, trying to break through the brick wall that has erected itself in front of my brain. The best part about my evening so far has been a young couple who sat immediately in front of me for about 10 minutes. The woman was in my line of sight: cute face, boobs I couldn’t help but notice given the plunge in her shirt, and pleading eyes. The guy had his back to me so all I really noticed about him was his constant twirling of one of his dreads.

He’d followed her to the table, literally dragging his feet. Here is the gist of their conversation:

He: Why are we here again? What exactly did we need to talk about?
She: You keep saying you’re confused, but you won’t say what you’re confused about.
He: You know – what I said already.
She: But that didn’t make any sense.
He: Yes it did.
She: So all you wanted to do was sleep with me; you didn’t want to go out with me?
He: I don’t know.
She: That can’t be true. Everyone was saying you liked me.
He: I liked what I saw.
She: But I’ll miss our conversations.
He: What conversations?

It went on like that for a few minutes, then to this:

She: Do you think we’ll ever sleep together again?
He: Sure, if we’re both drunk.
She: You know you’ll still think about me.
He: No I won’t. Not unless you’re standing in front of me.
She: You did before.
He: No I didn’t.
She: You’ll never forget about me.
He: Yes I will.
She: No you won’t. I promise you, you’ll keep thinking about me and how much you want to get with me again.
He: No I won’t. (Standing, stepping away and opening up his phone)
She: (Hurrying to her feet) Yes you will. You know you won’t forget about me.
He: Yes I will.
She: (Grabbing his arm) No you won’t.
He: (Putting the phone to his ear) “Hi Piper, just a sec, ok?” (Turning to the woman he was with) “I just did.”

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Man, I felt bad for BOTH of them.