And in conclusion
So where did I leave off...I guess after that I hung out with Y about three more times.
The first time after that was on a Friday after work. I had taken the day off, but I had to head there anyway since the restaurant that she wanted to go to was right by work. And it was the two of us plus the same co-worker I had been out with Y on a number of occasions. After dinner the two of us went off to the station by her house again and talked for a while. She expressed a desire to go back to the way things had been before all of the craziness had started. I felt I had no choice to consent; I'm not about to start whining and begging to let things go forward..not at this age and not for her. However, she expressed an interest in meeting my friends and going to places that I like. So that night I took her to my favorite neighborhood joint, Taco Star. We hung out there for a little while and then she went home by taxi.
The following week we again went out on Friday. This time it was just the two of us, and I took her to another one of my favorite places. After we finished the okonomiyaki, we went to a nearby place for a couple more drinks. While we were there, she told me that her best friend was coming to stay at her place that night and asked if I wanted to meet her. I of course agreed and so off we went to Shibuya.
She took me to her friend's (not the best friend) wine bar and we continued to drink and chat. I sat with her best friend on my left, with Y on my right. After a while a fourth random person came and sat next to Y, on her right. At this point, the best friend started to give me lots of encouragement. Telling me that Y is in a rough spot right now, but I should wait for her to get through it. She pointed out to me that Y was taking me to her favorite places and introducing me to her friends. And then she advised me that one possible approach was to spell out my plans for the future and then tell Y that I wanted her to be a part of it all.
After a while we left the wine bar, got in a taxi, and parted ways back in Y's neighborhood. Having received a pep talk from her best friend, I was in good spirits, so I walked home.
The final chapter in this misadventure came the next Wednesday, one week ago now, when I went out with Y for dinner. It was already late by the time she got off from work. I had already gone home and changed after I got off work and had done a bunch of chores by the time she contacted me. We chose a random place to have dinner. After I had a few drinks in me, I decided to try the approach her friend advised me on the previous weekend. After all, I wasn't that serious about this girl anyway.. how could I be? So what did I have to lose.
Her response was entirely expected. She wasn't ready for anything yet, couldn't even think about it. Told me that if I was in a hurry that I should look for someone else. And a number of other things along those lines. After chatting for a little while longer, she excused herself to go home.
That night I figured out that she had gotten back together with the boyfriend. However, she hadn't had the common courtesy to let me know. She had had plenty of opportunities to let me know. I can only think that she was trying to "keep" me available as an option should things still not work out with the boyfriend. But she's not that great a catch, so I refuse to let myself be in that situation. Thus the next day I wished her happiness and ended my pursuit.
The first time after that was on a Friday after work. I had taken the day off, but I had to head there anyway since the restaurant that she wanted to go to was right by work. And it was the two of us plus the same co-worker I had been out with Y on a number of occasions. After dinner the two of us went off to the station by her house again and talked for a while. She expressed a desire to go back to the way things had been before all of the craziness had started. I felt I had no choice to consent; I'm not about to start whining and begging to let things go forward..not at this age and not for her. However, she expressed an interest in meeting my friends and going to places that I like. So that night I took her to my favorite neighborhood joint, Taco Star. We hung out there for a little while and then she went home by taxi.
The following week we again went out on Friday. This time it was just the two of us, and I took her to another one of my favorite places. After we finished the okonomiyaki, we went to a nearby place for a couple more drinks. While we were there, she told me that her best friend was coming to stay at her place that night and asked if I wanted to meet her. I of course agreed and so off we went to Shibuya.
She took me to her friend's (not the best friend) wine bar and we continued to drink and chat. I sat with her best friend on my left, with Y on my right. After a while a fourth random person came and sat next to Y, on her right. At this point, the best friend started to give me lots of encouragement. Telling me that Y is in a rough spot right now, but I should wait for her to get through it. She pointed out to me that Y was taking me to her favorite places and introducing me to her friends. And then she advised me that one possible approach was to spell out my plans for the future and then tell Y that I wanted her to be a part of it all.
After a while we left the wine bar, got in a taxi, and parted ways back in Y's neighborhood. Having received a pep talk from her best friend, I was in good spirits, so I walked home.
The final chapter in this misadventure came the next Wednesday, one week ago now, when I went out with Y for dinner. It was already late by the time she got off from work. I had already gone home and changed after I got off work and had done a bunch of chores by the time she contacted me. We chose a random place to have dinner. After I had a few drinks in me, I decided to try the approach her friend advised me on the previous weekend. After all, I wasn't that serious about this girl anyway.. how could I be? So what did I have to lose.
Her response was entirely expected. She wasn't ready for anything yet, couldn't even think about it. Told me that if I was in a hurry that I should look for someone else. And a number of other things along those lines. After chatting for a little while longer, she excused herself to go home.
That night I figured out that she had gotten back together with the boyfriend. However, she hadn't had the common courtesy to let me know. She had had plenty of opportunities to let me know. I can only think that she was trying to "keep" me available as an option should things still not work out with the boyfriend. But she's not that great a catch, so I refuse to let myself be in that situation. Thus the next day I wished her happiness and ended my pursuit.