Speaker 1: Hey, there's my guy. How are you doing. Oh that's good.
I'm all right. Oh uh do we like? Yeah? Hug, yeah,
we can hug, right. Ah, it is so good to
see you. I'm so sorry that I came later than
I said I would. Two ding dongs crashed right at
the entrance to the campus park and blocked the entire
thing for thirty minutes. And before you ask, no one
was hurt. They were going real slow. No idea how
you crash at that speed. But the point is no
one was hurt, and I am more correct in calling
them ding dongs. And then I figured I would grab
us a treat. So I stopped by the grocery store
and it was so quiet, but the guy in front
of me was putting up this massive fuss about the
price of something or other. I don't know. Anyway, I
am so very late, but I'm here and I brought
cheese cake. H don't thank me yet, given how my
day has been going, it probably tastes like rotten or
spoiled or her like socks. I don't know, no, no, no,
it's fine. I am just a little bit annoyed that
I lost the campus job, but it's not a big deal. Really,
I mean it's frustrating. Like the money was nice, even
though it wasn't that much. I put a lot of
my heart and soul into it, and I felt like
I was really helping to foster and improve the community
a little, you know, And now it's just gone. I
don't get to do it anymore. So yeah, that sucks.
But never mind that. I don't want to bring down
the whole evening or the vibe. It's the end of
the week. All I want to do is hang out
with my buddy and eat some junk food while we
binge watch some obscure shown till we pass out from
exhaustion or a food coma. Oh, speaking of junk food,
we should probably order since I'm already late. And oh seriously,
you already ordered for us. Ugh, you literally are the best.
You got my ual, right, dude, you are awesome. Oh
my god, I was digging my nails into my steering
wheel on the way here. See thing about how I
would have to wait forever to get dinner delivered amazing. Okay,
so let's get this night going, shall we. No annoying
sister slash best friends that we have to walk on
eggshells around. No, no, no, no, you know I love her.
It's just yeah, I know that we have to tell
her about us, but like I don't know what we
I just don't know. Look, I'm gonna put the cake
in the fridge. You want to start browsing for a show? Cool?
No way, trust me. If you eat a portion of
this cheesecake this early into the evening and before dinner,
your stomach will be hating you within the hour, I promise.
Speaking of dinner, how far away is it? Still assigning
a drug? Okay, No, it's fine, it's fine. It's fine.
It's Friday night. That's to be expected, I suppose. All right,
let's just find a real absurd, stupid, weird show to
take our minds off the food. Yes, our minds. We're
stuck in this together. If you're not feeling the angry
flow through you, then you'll get secondhand angry from me
to trust me. It's a science, all right. All right,
let's just pick something and can you scoot over please?
I mean, it's a three person couch and you're sitting
dead in the center. My guy. Yeah, but if I
do that, I won't be centered with the TV. So
just scoot over a tad and let me share the
middle with you. Thank you. Oh my gosh, really are
you taking drama classes? Now you don't have to scooch
over that far, and now you're making me feel like
I'm infectious or something. Get back here, Come on, surely
we're at least at the shoulder to shoulder stage right
there you go. See, now I can lean on you,
and you're close enough to hear my tummy grumble? Is
my gift to you? Huh? Talk about what my grumby
tummy talking about? It won't help? Oh that well, there's
there's nothing to talk about there really isn't. I lost
a job and it's a bummer. End of story. I
know you're so sweet for caring, but it's really not
a big deal. Okay, you don't need to worry. Let's
just pick a show. Hm, that one looks interesting. What's
the description? Groundbreaking series? Blah blah blah. Follow Clarihium embarks
on a new journey following the loss of her job
at maybe not that one. What are you apologizing for?
It's fine, It doesn't really bother me. It's just it's
just irritating to think about that's all. Yes, it's really okay.
Why would I lie? I don't really want to talk
about it because we've been looking forward to just being
able to hang out this weekend with just the two
of us, and I don't want to bring down the
vibes with my bs. We don't need to talk about it.
There's nothing to talk about. I got laid off from
my job that I liked, and that's the long and
the short of it. I don't know why they fired me.
I well, I kind of do, but it's silly and
weird and not what I wanted tonight to be about.
I just I didn't do anything wrong. I was always
on time, I took initiative, I followed rules, I did
what was expected and more. I really really don't get it.
Are you sure you want to hear about it? It's stupid, fine,
I trust you. There was this girl that I worked
with that I clashed with a lot. She was just
so obnoxious and selfish and rude, like just a rotten person. No,
I won't say her name, but she was the daughter
of the owner's friend or something like that. I don't know,
but she had connections, I guess. Anyway, last week we
got into a pretty heated argument. She really got on
my nerves, and I thought that was the end of it.
But words spread away round pretty fast, and I figured
I should be prepared to tell my side of the
story when I came in today. And then before I
could even say hello, I was told that I was terminated.
They didn't say that the argument was the reason. They
just said the school cut decreased funding and they had
to let someone go. But I knew that that wasn't it,
and not just because of that stupid little It's just
I thought I had earned something at least getting to
speak my peace. I really gave a lot of effort
into helping out there. It just felt like such a
massive betrayal. Sorry, this is why I didn't want to
bring it up. I totally ruined the mood. No, I
don't feel like watching anything, to be honest. No, I
don't want to call it a night yet either. I
was really looking forward to spending some time with you
can do you can we just you know, cuddle for
a little while, Yeah, just like until the food gets here.
Is that all right? Thanks? I just want to relax,
but my brain keeps running through all these scenarios if
I said something wrong, if I really was just a
bad worker, and my brain is just trying to convince
me that it was all my fault. Do you think so,
I don't know. Well, thank you. That's sweet of you
to say, and it doesn't really matter since I lost
the job, but it means a lot to hear that
from you. Yeah, of course you can ask me anything.
Oh right, damn, sorry, you're right. I wasn't totally honest.
I got fired as soon as I went into work.
I just went to study in the library afterwards. Figured
I could use the freedom of time effectively, although I
just spent the whole time staring at a blank document
on my laptop, watching the cursor blank for a couple
of hours. I thought about texting you right away or
your sister, but I didn't want to bother you or
her either. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I
was gonna tell you at all. No, No, I wasn't
afraid to tell you or anything. I just you're a
sweet guy, like really sweet, and I knew that you
would worry about me and it would just cause you stress,
and I really didn't want you to have another thing
to think about you have enough on your plate as
it is. You don't need my personal bs on top
of that. It wouldn't be fair to you, and it's
not fair to you now that you have to bear
with it. I guess while I event I know, I
know that you don't mind. You're just that kind of guy,
but I still feel bad to me. You may not
feel like me venting as a bother, but that kind
of stress being piled on you might feel like it
weighs nothing now, but then when you start to go
through your own stuff, it weighs a lot more. You
don't deserve this. I should be able to deal with
my own crap by myself. Well, I don't know. I
just feel like I'm older than you, so I'm not
supposed to be the one who goes to you for
advice or comfort. It's supposed to be the other way around.
But here I am laying in your bed listening to
you give me all this wise advice. Well, I just
struggle to hold it together. I don't mean it like that.
I know I'm not that much older than you, but
still I feel like I should be more mature, have
my life more together, you know, And I'm not like
bitter about it. It's not like you make me feel
inadequate or whatever. I just I don't know, Like I said,
it's dumb. I think it was just the way that
you replied after I texted you, like I kept it
super vague and tried to be overly positive about it
so you wouldn't worry. But you saw through it straight away, Oh,
asking if I was okay, if I needed you to
pick me up. Hmm. The fact that you saw through
my little fib over a text says a lot about
how emotionally aware you are, and it kind of caught
me off guard. And then I tried to double down
on it when I got here, but you still saw
straight through me. I was really miserable, but I thought
I was hiding it well, but nope, you knew I
was struggling, and you were there for me right from
the get go. No, don't take any of this the
wrong way. Being so emotionally in tune is such an
admirable quality. Honestly, I just felt happy that you cared
so much about me, Like some people would be able
to tell that I wasn't doing well. But take the
fact that I said I was fine as an excuse
to not be there for me, you know, I don't know.
It was just really sweet. No, seriously, I don't mean
that in any small way. You're genuinely such a great guy, kind, sweet, thoughtful, adorable.
There's a reason I texted you first about my day. Hey,
you're is a great confidant and friend. But when my
brain craved comfort and safety, I thought of you. Honestly,
thinking about you and our little get together tonight was
the only thing getting me through the day without shutting down.
So thank you just for being there. But I have
to ask what are we? Are we friends? Or I know,
I know that we confessed our feelings to each other
and we kissed and we even said that we would
start dating. But after the rush of that night kind
of wore off. It just hit me, you know, like
maybe I came off too strong or I pressured you
in some way and things just felt a little awkward
since then. And as much as I want to say
it was, I don't think it was because your sister
was around. I don't know. I just want to make
sure that it's what you want, that I'm what you want.
I mean, you've seen the kind of baggage I can
come with. Really, Oh, that's so nice of you to say.
I mean, I know I'm super cool and cute and
funny and awesome, but besides that, what are you seeing me?
Of course, of course, and I'm mega humble too. I
always forget about that part. But if that's the case,
then I'm ready to go all in with you. If
you are, and I mean that, no more secrets, no
more walking on eggshells. We tell people that we're together,
and we can be openly sweet to each other, all
of it, no more holding back. I was just scared before,
but now I'm sure that you're the guy for me.
You're just so unbelievably kind and supportive and thoughtful. And
not just tonight either. Ever since that night in the closet,
you've been there for me emotionally and physically. I can't
fully describe how much that's meant to me, but I'll try. Well.
I figure if a picture tells a thousand words, then
a kiss to tell at least five hundred. Oh yeah,
m okay, then is that enough? But seriously, seriously, I
never want you thinking that I don't see and appreciate
everything you do for me, even the small stuff. I mean, damn,
you already know what kind of food I like and
nailed the order tonight without needing my input. That's pretty
amazing to do, at least to me. No one's ever
cared that much. And you're happy to just sit here
with me on the couch in each other's arms. I
don't know how you could get any better, honestly, but yeah,
let's do this for real. In fact, my best friend
in the whole wide world. Brother, would you do me
the honor of being my boyfriend? No, I don't have
a ring, but I have a cheesecake and that's better
than a ring if you ask me. Oh yay, I
now pronounce us boyfriend and girlfriend. You may now kiss
the dramatic emotional lady. I don't think that we're at
the outword yet. I think you'll let the work a
little harder for that, but I'll at least say that
I do, in fact adore you. Yeah, seriously, you're the
best thing that's up to me in a really long time.
I forgot how nice it felt to have someone be
there for me, And you know what, I want to
prove that I'm taking our relationships seriously. So let's call
your sister and finally tell her about us. What do
you say, Yeah, we have nothing to be afraid of.
No more walking on eggshells, right, Oh my gosh, I'm
actually a little nervous though. Let's just pretend that we
haven't kissed yet. Okay, for her sake, Okay, No, you're right,
you're right. No more secrets, No more secrets. Oh the
faults here. The confession can wait. I need to eat asap,
or else I will literally cry. You are the best
boyfriend ever. H four