Several days after my long weekend off, I was back to work. Things were, well, as normal as they could be, I guess. Mornings were always the hardest. Why? I don't know. I guess it was the the quiet dawn of day that made reality the clearest. Music became my best friend at this time of day, but I was still lonely. It had been a couple of weeks since Martin came in to see me at work, and almost the same time since I had last saw Steven, except a few short texts and calls to and from both of them.
It was a Thursday night and I was closing. A few hours before I was to get off (haha), Martin called me. I happened to be outside having a smoke and I picked up the phone. He told me he was going out with a friend for a while and would call me later. My son had left to go with his dad again, and I knew I really didn't want to be home alone; I just wasn't there yet. I started to think, maybe I hadn't really given this guy a chance. He was my age, had a good job, he was nice, blah, blah, blah...
Well, it started to get late and I started to get bored, so I decided to raz him. I sent him a text saying, "You cannot even commit to a booty call!" He texted me "LOL" and called me ASAP! He invited me to his house, which I had not been to yet, but it wasn't far away. When I arrived we didn't spend much time talking or anything else for that matter, except for the one thing I was there for. I spent the night, and in the morning he gave me a tour of his home. It was beautiful, in an OCD perfect way! After my tour ended I said, "I better get going." I left and I didn't look back...
I say you should at least keep Martin in the background. He seems cool, even if what you have with him is just casual and convenient, he's harmless and good company!
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