Aug 02, 2005 19:13
I love my girlfriend. I really do.
That was...
Okay, yeah, I think I'm covered enough for a little while. At least enough to do what I have to do next. But I think I'm going to enjoy the moment for a minute or two, because I really doubt it's going to come back after she calls Alex. Which she's going to, damn it, and I'm going to tell her that as soon as I feel like it.
Which should be any second now...
Great, now I don't want to. I really hate that.
I want her and Alex to be friends again, especially since it was my best friend that started all this crap in the first place. But I don't want to ruin this. I haven't gotten to do this in one whole week, and she's sure as hell not going to feel like having more sex afterwards. I wouldn't even be surprised if something got thrown at my head this time for making her call.
Wouldn't be the first time.
"Carly." Come on Howell, be strong. The second you waver, she's going to take the opening, and you'll be so freakin' done. And you won't care. And it'll be ruined. So you need to be strong here.
"You should call Alex."
Being able to say that much is half the battle.
Sorta.