Tally as in Tallahasseee. I’m a Tallahassee Lassie actually so me and this guy have many mutual friends.
Last week we met up last minute to see some stand up comedy. When he came and sat next to me at the bar, he got up and just walked away after a few minutes. I literally thought, ok he hates me and he’s just leaving- ok…..
But he went outside to smoke…..but he didn’t say anything! I mean I know we were watching a show, but wouldn’t you say something? Like Hey I’ll be right back.
When he got back he recognized the two people next to me as Tally people too and we all went outside and chatted and reminisced of the good ol capital city.
We all stuck together all night. So I actually never had a conversation with him. I figured he was just more comfortable with that. And I did like that couple we were with. My second time ever at the Clairmont Lounge too!
AGAIN- he walked away from me there. Just started wondering off. For like ten minutes!
Is he high?
We went to another bar across the street and he did it again! No saying anything- just strolling away. Leaving me with his two friends who were slowly becomming my friends too.
When we all went back to his friend’s house after the bars closed I’m thinking ok it’s 3am and we’ve been together since 9:30 so he must be getting really annoyed with me or is really just shy because I CANNOT tell if he’s into me at all still. I say I’m gonna uber home but he says no no I’ll drive you.
A bro hug. It’s 5 am and I was given a bro hug. After like over 7 hours of hanging out.
Yep this guy’s not into me.
But then he texts when I get home and I call him out on it- you know you could have kissed me. He says he didn’t get that vibe from me!
I don’t even hear from him all week so I just start figuring that was an excuse. No big deal.
But then he calls me this week and decide to meet up at another comedy show. Again- the disappearing thing. Over and over. This time, there are no people to distract me as much like last time. The standing around by myself is like unbearably weird.
I go back to his place- a shit show- his place, not me. I pass out and we both kept our clothes on the entire time. He doesn’t try ANYTHING. I’m so confused. He says he likes to take it slow. We finally cuddle after what seems like hours of both of us being awake but just lying there with our eyes closed awkwardly.
The next morning he makes me coffee and eggs and drives me back to my car. Takes my hand and kisses it. While he’s on the phone….Like it’s a sweet gesture but I was like GET OFF THE PHONE.
He texts me later that he looks forward to next time.
I don’t know……we’ll see.