A Pleasant Surprise

I’m feeling a little bad about the Gloves thing. I don’t want to fight with him. And if Dorothy and Sam are going to be an item, we’re going to have to deal with each other. I leave him a message to tell him that I’m sorry for the miscommunication and I hope we can be friends.

Talk to Big Tongue. He’s been leaving me these sappy messages about he hopes we can work through this and how I shouldn’t be mad at him and how much he digs me and whatnot.

I go to the bar to watch the Monday Night Football game. The game gets done and there is no one there to hold my interest so I head home.

10 PM
Gloves calls. He doesn’t hate me. He still wants to hook up. He’s been thinking about me. I’m glad we’re gonna be cool. We keep talking and before I know it, I ask him if he wants to come over. I don’t know why I did it. I’m not attracted to this guy in the least bit. But I didn’t want to be alone and we did have good conversation. Guess I needed a friend.

Gloves comes over and we sit up and talk for hours. He cheers me up by telling me terrible stories about MOB and how much he hates him. They’re not friends but they have friends that are friends and sometimes run in the same crowd. He had no idea that I was with MOB. I ask him if that makes him think less of me. Luckily, he says it doesn’t. The way MOB treated me only gives Gloves more of a reason to hate him. We kiss and it’s mindblowing. Not at all what I expected. It was sweet and passionate and amazing. As was everything that followed. Why the hell had I been trying to ditch this guy for the last week and a half? I could’ve been having this the whole time? I am such a jackhole sometimes. Always having my mind wrapped around stupid MOB and look what I almost missed out on. Gloves rocked my night.