song of the moment: Debbie Harry's I want that man
So i did end up going to the whole setup scenario.
Scarily enough, the guy was cute, articulate, and interested in me. This was not meant to happen.
So he invites me along to a night out on the town, telling me he'll be at the market at 1 on Saturday night, and that it'll be a great chance to meet some of his friends. K, fair nuff, I'll turn up.
Course, being the good gay boy i am, i turn up half an hour late. Next thing, I have a decent bump of k in my nose and half a pill down my throat, am snogging him up on the mezzanine, and we're organising to head back to mine. Funny, it's been a while since I could write something like that: my parents were at the holiday house for the weekend so it was nice to host for a change.
Obviously my sis had the same idea, cos she turned up with her boy about twenty mins later.
Anyway, after however many abortive attempts at drugfucked sex, we headed back to the club. I mention this, because he'd deliberately asked me what I was doing for the rest of the day, and asked that we spend it together.
When we get to the club, though, he basically disappears on me. And it's been a long time since I've done this, but, well, I was seriously drugfucked and I waited on him to head back toward me. Which didn't happen. Again and again.
After three hours of this shit, I finally managed to pin him down. He tells me his friends are po'd he hasn't spent any time with them for a while, and this is the last weekend for a while he can do it, blah blah blah.
Fair enough. I totally understand wanting to spend quality time with your buddies, am a huge fan of it myself. But why ask me to come along, when I'd clearly get in the way?!?
So frustrated and confused. Don't kno what to do with this boy, not even sure if I want to see him again. On the other hand, he's cute, interesting and interested in me. I just don't know what to do with this boy.
Admittedly, that may be making my life a bit too Bacharach for my liking.