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I just mean that I really was just trying to apologize for that first text, not that someone wouldn’t want to hit on you. Or like, flirt. Just not me. I’m not flirting here. I definitely wouldn’t do that.

Only because I don’t know you, though!

Well, also because she was scary, but I couldn’t say that.

FRIDAY 11:45 PM

I’m sure lots of guys do want to flirt with you, though.

Tyler obviously did!

I’m sorry. I’ll shut up now.

I squeezed my eyes closed, then thunked my head down on the bar.

Oh. My. God. I was pretty sure I’d just made it worse, and she’d just… just let me.

Although maybe that was for the best? Maybe she had finally blocked me, somewhere in the middle of all that.

But no. When I finally got the guts to peek at my phone again, she was typing.

I cringed, pretty sure I didn’t want to read whatever she was about to send.

FRIDAY 11:48 PM

Who’s Tyler?

I stared. Then laughed. Then scrubbed a hand over my face.

Okay. Right. I’d just started blowing up her phone, and she’d been great about it, but she actually had no clue what was going on, did she? She was just a nice person. Or maybe a bored one?

Either way, I definitely needed to explain.

FRIDAY 11:49 PM

Tyler is my roommate. You gave him your number tonight, remember? The tall ginger? At the club? You wrote it on his arm? Anyway, he’s the one who sent you that first message, but it was from my phone because… well, that’s not important, but I felt bad for, like, how it probably came across? That’s not really how I talk to girls.

I mean, women!!! (Sorry.)

So, um, anyway… here we are.

It took a minute for those ones to show read, but finally they did.

And then it took her another minute to reply.

FRIDAY 11:52 PM

Ok, first, you’re adorable, sweetheart. But second, that wasn’t me.

I blinked. What?

FRIDAY 11:53 PM

You didn’t give Tyler your number tonight?

FRIDAY 11:53 PM

I did not. :)