make like teens and leave
sometimes the simple things are often the most fun.
sunday brunch i meet up with my college boyfriend who just moved here from the city on account of his long distance relationship. he told me about taking his girlfriend out to the theatre and dinner the night before - he'd booked a restaurant too - and so i gave him a heap of shit about never taking me out to dinner when we were dating. we ate, drank, smoked, then i dragged him to a few galleries after which we drank and he smoked a lot more. some point through the day i grew cold (i am refusing to acknowledge it is not really summer by convincing myself if i dress for summer it will come) so i left him at the bar and hopped on a bus home.
sometime between heating up soup and cleaning my apartment spy guy texts to say he's finishing up some stuff in the office but would i like to grab a local-to-me drink tonight. i told him to give me an eta which ended up being much later than he'd estimated. given it was a sunday night, my favorite bar was shut by the time he messaged me so i suggested an all night diner or my place given i had some champagne left over from the jubilee weekend.
he opted for the diner and we swam a couple of blocks to the diner for, literally, a midnight snack and wine. we're having a cigarette (why am i surrounded by men who smoke?) after we exit the diner when he asks if the champagne i have at home is cold, and we end up back at mine. a half bottle of mid range bubbles in two large wine glasses later, we're sitting on my bed with our backs against the headboard chatting like a couple of teenagers. he tells a couple of bad jokes which i didn't get, we talk about flying and adventures on commercial airplanes (nothing sexy) and at some point in the night he finally takes my hand and we end up necking and having a quickie like a couple of teenagers.
i guess we were both tired so it wasn't epic like usual. and it was still rather nice though right after we pretty much crashed out immediately. he had to be up in four hours and i needed my beauty sleep after a long day of drinking in the cold.
i know we don't have that much in common but i do like having him around.
sunday brunch i meet up with my college boyfriend who just moved here from the city on account of his long distance relationship. he told me about taking his girlfriend out to the theatre and dinner the night before - he'd booked a restaurant too - and so i gave him a heap of shit about never taking me out to dinner when we were dating. we ate, drank, smoked, then i dragged him to a few galleries after which we drank and he smoked a lot more. some point through the day i grew cold (i am refusing to acknowledge it is not really summer by convincing myself if i dress for summer it will come) so i left him at the bar and hopped on a bus home.
sometime between heating up soup and cleaning my apartment spy guy texts to say he's finishing up some stuff in the office but would i like to grab a local-to-me drink tonight. i told him to give me an eta which ended up being much later than he'd estimated. given it was a sunday night, my favorite bar was shut by the time he messaged me so i suggested an all night diner or my place given i had some champagne left over from the jubilee weekend.
he opted for the diner and we swam a couple of blocks to the diner for, literally, a midnight snack and wine. we're having a cigarette (why am i surrounded by men who smoke?) after we exit the diner when he asks if the champagne i have at home is cold, and we end up back at mine. a half bottle of mid range bubbles in two large wine glasses later, we're sitting on my bed with our backs against the headboard chatting like a couple of teenagers. he tells a couple of bad jokes which i didn't get, we talk about flying and adventures on commercial airplanes (nothing sexy) and at some point in the night he finally takes my hand and we end up necking and having a quickie like a couple of teenagers.
i guess we were both tired so it wasn't epic like usual. and it was still rather nice though right after we pretty much crashed out immediately. he had to be up in four hours and i needed my beauty sleep after a long day of drinking in the cold.
i know we don't have that much in common but i do like having him around.
posted by londoncitizengirl at 4:37 PM
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