"I can't now, I'm busy. Tomorrow?" he replies.
At this point I'm feeling lonelier than ever so I settle for tomorrow night.
"alright." I text him back, a reply as short as he always texts me.
It's tomorrow night, I'm home alone, just got in from work and the last thing I wanna do is go out and get shit faced. It might be from watching too much sex and the city, but instead I wanna cuddle with someone while watching movies.
I get a text "you still down to chill?"
with no hesitation I reply "yeah, come pick me up in 30"
I throw my phone on my bed, undress as if my clothes is on fire and run in the shower.
Its past 30 minutes, I'm ready, I got all pretty for him. I text him "almost here?"
No reply.
an hour passes and I call but no answer.
its midnight and I text him "night"
the next morning I wake up to a text sent at 3:03 a.m "you still wanna chill?"
I laugh to myself, text back "tonight?" and wonder why I did.
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