Pertinent stats: Things had fizzled between us for a few months, so imagine my surprise when out of the blue, the DP messages me and says he wants to get together. Whoever else you were fucking didn’t really work out? That’s a shame. I liked him enough to see him again– he was good for a unique restaurant or two and maybe I can overcome my fear of premature PDA long enough to get to know him a little better.
I’m not exactly convinced but I live and hope.
A note: he’s a pretty funny texter and neither one of us seems that into keeping in touch all that often, which, oddly, I’m into. Things have been getting progressively text-flirty to the point where this is borderline sexting– just the edge I like to ride. Could this be the low-maintenence fuck buddy my heart’s been desirous of lately? Stay tuned!
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