And so after one of the weirdest conversations I have ever had over the phone I told him I wanted to meet up.
‘Yeah, I know. Thanks for the letter it was really sweet’ I said nervously.
‘It’s cool. I think that everyone deserves to know how beautiful they are……but you especially because you are um, really, well, gorgeous.’ I could imagine him blushing on the other end of the line.
‘The drawing was great too,’ I said, trying to make some kind of conversation, as I didn’t want to sound too eager to accept his request. In the past playing it cool hadn’t really been my forte.
‘Thanks,’ he said a little to quickly.
‘So I was wondering if you would like to, like, maybe, finish it?’ I replied. As soon as the words came out I realized how god-awful and cheesy it sounded.
‘I would love too! When and where? Should we meet I mean.’ He seemed eager, which gave me more confidence.
‘Well I just finished up some business I had to attend to’ – ugh why do I try to sound mysterious – ‘ are you anywhere near Covent Garden?’ I said, starting to get my hopes up.
‘I’m not that far away. I’m just at the Tate Modern, so I can be with you in around 20 minutes.’ He replied with a little hint of excitement.
‘Oh sounds nice. What exhibits you seeing?’ I was starting to like the sound of his voice and I was curious to see if he was an artsy type of guy.
‘I don’t know really. I only just got in, haven’t looked around much.’ He said. And that’s when the idea hit me.
‘Why don’t I come to you rather than you come here. We could have a look around together, I haven’t been in a while.’ I hoped I wouldn’t come across as desperate.
‘Ok yeah! See you on the millennium bridge in 20 minutes?’ He replied, fresh enthusiasm in his voice.
‘Yep see you soon.’ And so I ended the call and jumped on a train to Blackfriars tube station.
Playlist firstname.lastname@example.org @Writer_X9
Laugh til you cry, love til you die.