A Bedtime Story
Once upon a time, there was a girl.. let's call her silly twit, ST for short. One summer, between her first and second years of medical school, she decided to split her time between lovely LA and icky Boston, for reasons too boring to discuss. Just - 6 weeks in one place, 6 in the other.
The first 6 weeks of her summer were spent in lovely LA, and she had lots of fun with her boyfriend (hereafter called BF). However, since BF had a Real Job in LA that summer, it meant he unfortunately had to stay there when ST went to icky Boston to take a class at a medical school up there. It was going to be fine, she was going to use the time to study and hang out with friends, and otherwise be a Good Virtuous Girlfriend, ie, no reverting to her pre-faithful self and seeing how many guys she could juggle at once. Besides, it also helped that everyone in her class was ugly, save hot teaching assistant (HTA) and cute British guy (CBG). She even had the wonderful luck to be paired up with CBG as lab partners! What fun! Harmless (at least, in her eyes it was harmless) flirting - a great time to pass the summer. She did realise that CBG was interested, but she made it very clear early on that she was Taken, and Devoted, to BF.
And the summer continued on happily.
Then ST and BF had an argument, which was essentially because he misinterpreted certain matters and freaked out. "Well! So much for being all faithful and crap!" fumed ST. "He is obviously an ungrateful wretch and doesn't deserve my full attention!" And with that little crack in her Shell of Faithfulness, her old maneating ways started to sneak their evil selves back in.
She might have remarked to a mutual friend that she thought HTA was cute, not (really) thinking it would go anywhere. This friend then took matters into his own hands and.. well, to make matters short, last week of classes, ST ended up on a date with HTA. Boy, was he cute! And attentive, and Very Effusive with compliments! Still smarting from the argument with BF from a couple of weeks past, ST totally lapped up this attention (even though she and BF had made up by that point), and horror of all horrors, ST seriously considered cheating on BF. After all, according to her logic, he would Never Find Out, and besides, he deserved it for being such a ratbastard. Yet conscience kicked in at the last minute, and ST realised that she couldn't take TA to bed, no matter how freaking cute he was. And so with a kiss goodnight she sent him on his way home.
Last day of classes, ST drove CBG home, as she usually did because public transportation is a horror. They had become friends by this point, and she offhandedly mentioned the date with HTA. Needless to say, CBG was shocked, not in the least because she had been So Firm at the beginning of class about how she was in a relationship with BF (and because also thought HTA was as sleazy as hell). When she dropped him off, and so with a wave and a promise to keep in touch, she drove home.
When she got home, she was Very Surprised to not only be the recipient of an email from CBG, but also a message on her answering machine! In both, he let her know how Very Adorable he had found her, and if only he had known that she wasn't completely faithful to BF, he would have definitely pursued her. While she found this Very Flattering, there were two things wrong with this: 1) she was (attempting to be) completely faithful to BF and 2) she didn't feel The Spark with CBG. Obviously, she did not want to hurt his ego and thus did not tell him of the latter, rather writing a cute little email back about What Could Have Beens and whatnot.
Fastforward to... oh, the present day. ST and BF are still together, although it has been a rather long time (7 weeks) since she has seen him. She has kept her word and kept in touch with CBG. Home for vacation, ST emails CBG on the chance that he'd be visiting his folks, who live in Orange County. Surprise of all surprises, he is indeed home! And while both were very busy with various obligations, they did want to see each other and catch up. (And maybe ST is sometimes a little passive aggressive and wanted to make BF a touch jealous, although it seems to frustratingly bounce off him like water off a duck.) So CBG invites her to go drinking with his friends out in Hollywood, where they will be getting a couple of suites. "As long as you can promise me a sofa, or somewhere to sleep!" she happily replies via email, since drunk driving on the freeways is not a good idea In The Least.
She might be a little hormone-ly wound-up, right now, and needing of some Male Adoration (even though BF is coming out to visit next week - still! It has been 7 whole weeks! 49 days!). Maybe her email was a little flirtier than she meant it to be. Yet CBG's response to her sofa line, which she meant as "obviously, I am going to get the bed and you the sofa because I'm a girl" was actually interpreted by him as "we're gonna share the bed." How does she know this, you ask? Well, all of a sudden, the group outing became a hot tub proposition. And ST is definitely in no shape to be in a bikini (although she has bought two recently), not to mention that it's a Very Bad Idea.
Now poor ST is all in a tizzy. She has an inclination towards melodrama, you see, and once she is in this state, cannot see the forest for the trees, it might be said. And poor ST has only two operational Brain Cells right now - and both, along with Common Sense, decided to take their own vacation without telling her! What is she to do? She needs help!
She is frantically searching for a way to gracefully and tactfully extricate herself from this situation, without hurting CBG's feelings and with them still remaining friends. Her wretched friends are either MIA or have prior commitments, and it would really help if she had a wingman right now, since she does want to catch up with him over drinks, and will need to stay at his hotel (the drunk driving matter), but needs it to be purely platonic. And she is deathly afraid that with a few drinks in her, Inhibition and Conscience just might decide to take a break also or be overwhelmed by the Preening Love of Male Adoration, and then what?!
What now? What is going to happen? All questions just waiting to be answered.. but another night. ST has sent off several frantic emails to friends all over the country, asking for advice, and all she can do is sit tight and wait. Less than 36 hours until some sort of decision must be made! Oh! The stress of it all! But it is bedtime now, and the story shall be continued another night.
The first 6 weeks of her summer were spent in lovely LA, and she had lots of fun with her boyfriend (hereafter called BF). However, since BF had a Real Job in LA that summer, it meant he unfortunately had to stay there when ST went to icky Boston to take a class at a medical school up there. It was going to be fine, she was going to use the time to study and hang out with friends, and otherwise be a Good Virtuous Girlfriend, ie, no reverting to her pre-faithful self and seeing how many guys she could juggle at once. Besides, it also helped that everyone in her class was ugly, save hot teaching assistant (HTA) and cute British guy (CBG). She even had the wonderful luck to be paired up with CBG as lab partners! What fun! Harmless (at least, in her eyes it was harmless) flirting - a great time to pass the summer. She did realise that CBG was interested, but she made it very clear early on that she was Taken, and Devoted, to BF.
And the summer continued on happily.
Then ST and BF had an argument, which was essentially because he misinterpreted certain matters and freaked out. "Well! So much for being all faithful and crap!" fumed ST. "He is obviously an ungrateful wretch and doesn't deserve my full attention!" And with that little crack in her Shell of Faithfulness, her old maneating ways started to sneak their evil selves back in.
She might have remarked to a mutual friend that she thought HTA was cute, not (really) thinking it would go anywhere. This friend then took matters into his own hands and.. well, to make matters short, last week of classes, ST ended up on a date with HTA. Boy, was he cute! And attentive, and Very Effusive with compliments! Still smarting from the argument with BF from a couple of weeks past, ST totally lapped up this attention (even though she and BF had made up by that point), and horror of all horrors, ST seriously considered cheating on BF. After all, according to her logic, he would Never Find Out, and besides, he deserved it for being such a ratbastard. Yet conscience kicked in at the last minute, and ST realised that she couldn't take TA to bed, no matter how freaking cute he was. And so with a kiss goodnight she sent him on his way home.
Last day of classes, ST drove CBG home, as she usually did because public transportation is a horror. They had become friends by this point, and she offhandedly mentioned the date with HTA. Needless to say, CBG was shocked, not in the least because she had been So Firm at the beginning of class about how she was in a relationship with BF (and because also thought HTA was as sleazy as hell). When she dropped him off, and so with a wave and a promise to keep in touch, she drove home.
When she got home, she was Very Surprised to not only be the recipient of an email from CBG, but also a message on her answering machine! In both, he let her know how Very Adorable he had found her, and if only he had known that she wasn't completely faithful to BF, he would have definitely pursued her. While she found this Very Flattering, there were two things wrong with this: 1) she was (attempting to be) completely faithful to BF and 2) she didn't feel The Spark with CBG. Obviously, she did not want to hurt his ego and thus did not tell him of the latter, rather writing a cute little email back about What Could Have Beens and whatnot.
Fastforward to... oh, the present day. ST and BF are still together, although it has been a rather long time (7 weeks) since she has seen him. She has kept her word and kept in touch with CBG. Home for vacation, ST emails CBG on the chance that he'd be visiting his folks, who live in Orange County. Surprise of all surprises, he is indeed home! And while both were very busy with various obligations, they did want to see each other and catch up. (And maybe ST is sometimes a little passive aggressive and wanted to make BF a touch jealous, although it seems to frustratingly bounce off him like water off a duck.) So CBG invites her to go drinking with his friends out in Hollywood, where they will be getting a couple of suites. "As long as you can promise me a sofa, or somewhere to sleep!" she happily replies via email, since drunk driving on the freeways is not a good idea In The Least.
She might be a little hormone-ly wound-up, right now, and needing of some Male Adoration (even though BF is coming out to visit next week - still! It has been 7 whole weeks! 49 days!). Maybe her email was a little flirtier than she meant it to be. Yet CBG's response to her sofa line, which she meant as "obviously, I am going to get the bed and you the sofa because I'm a girl" was actually interpreted by him as "we're gonna share the bed." How does she know this, you ask? Well, all of a sudden, the group outing became a hot tub proposition. And ST is definitely in no shape to be in a bikini (although she has bought two recently), not to mention that it's a Very Bad Idea.
Now poor ST is all in a tizzy. She has an inclination towards melodrama, you see, and once she is in this state, cannot see the forest for the trees, it might be said. And poor ST has only two operational Brain Cells right now - and both, along with Common Sense, decided to take their own vacation without telling her! What is she to do? She needs help!
She is frantically searching for a way to gracefully and tactfully extricate herself from this situation, without hurting CBG's feelings and with them still remaining friends. Her wretched friends are either MIA or have prior commitments, and it would really help if she had a wingman right now, since she does want to catch up with him over drinks, and will need to stay at his hotel (the drunk driving matter), but needs it to be purely platonic. And she is deathly afraid that with a few drinks in her, Inhibition and Conscience just might decide to take a break also or be overwhelmed by the Preening Love of Male Adoration, and then what?!
What now? What is going to happen? All questions just waiting to be answered.. but another night. ST has sent off several frantic emails to friends all over the country, asking for advice, and all she can do is sit tight and wait. Less than 36 hours until some sort of decision must be made! Oh! The stress of it all! But it is bedtime now, and the story shall be continued another night.
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