Richard bounced his foot on the floor as he leaned against his stove. When Emily had asked him out, he was surprised. This was the first time someone had asked him out in a while. In fact, so far this had turned into Richard redoing a lot of firsts. (Obviously) First he had to pick out a decent outfit. He had been told they would grab something to eat and then just walk around for a little bit so he didn’t need anything too fancy. This in turned made him go through at least six different yet oddly similar pairs of jeans until he decided on a nice, dark pair that matched his simple blue sweater.
Next came him realizing that he was ready at least a good hour and a half before he had to be. Once he came to this realization Richard occupied his time with watching some TV which didn’t distract him enough and resulted in him leaning against his stove and reading a book. Thankfully he became absorbed enough to not drive him completely insane whilst he waited. Soon the hour and a half passed and Richard found himself in the back of a cab as he sped down the road towards the restaurant.
I haven’t left for a week…
That seems to be a theme in London, except instead of hotel walls it’s just walls in general. Though I was heading out on a jog if you would like to join.
Has anyone done anything stupid on St. Patrick’s Day? Do I need to bail someone out of jail?
No need to bail me out of jail, but possibly something for a hangover would be wonderful.
Why thank you, I appreciate that. Who’s Bob though?
It’s no problem. Bob’s my cat and is not someone who appreciates wool sweaters.
I really need some company, preferably someone who won’t think it’s okay to turn my favourite sweater in to a ball of yarn…
I promise I wouldn’t do that. I can’t speak very much for Bob, though.
And let the hair growing commence
did that sound weird?
For a role or just felt let getting scruffy?
It hasn’t happened in years? Because that’s my case.
Years? I suddenly feel bad for complaining. But years? How is that possible for you? Men throw themselves at you!
That is very sad, but it’ll happen eventually mate, try not to think about it.
Easier said than done, Andy. It’s a lot easier said than it is done. Any advice on how to not think about it?