So remember boy#1 I talked about in my post Just A Friday Night Out last friday? Ok well he had texted me during the week and wanted to hang out on Wednesday night. I had told him I had dinner and drink plans with my girlfriends because that was the night I already had plans with Jeff from He Loves Me Not..No He Loves Me.
Thursday night rolls around and we met up at my favorite bar Arctica. Everyone knows me there so they always treat me and whoever I’m with good. So me and boy#1 are having a good night. There was good conversation, no awkwardness at all, which is good since I met him while already had a few drinks in me. He paid our tab at the end of the night, walked me home, and gave me a good night kiss. He also texted me after he walked me home saying how he had a good night and would like to do it again soon. Nice right? Is he too nice though? We’ll see.
Saturday I had went to the movies with a few friends and afterwards I met up with boy #1 at the same bar. Same thing again. It was a good time, had some laughs, nothing that made me amazed by him though. So he walks me home again and as we’re approaching my apartment building he asks me if I want him to come up and keep me warm. Um. No. That probably wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear but I don’t really care because I really wasn’t that into him. He questions my answer and I say again, “No.”
Now, he comes off as this really good guy. Sometimes though too nice is not good. But if your going to play the good guy role all night, don’t think at the end of the night you can ask if you can come up, and than get pissy when I say no.
So the next day I’m at the gym on the elliptical doing my thing and who walks in but fucking boy #1. Yes, we go to the same gym. He came over, made small talk, and he went on to his work out. So now, even if I never want to speak to him again, I’ll be running into him at the gym. OF ALL THE FUCKING GYMS IN NYC? Of course the one I go to. That’s my life.
It’s always something.