We’ve been through what I did Tuesday, but the rest of the week was pretty eventful too. And rather surprising.
Well, Thursday was predictable, I went to see Andres at open mike, went back to his, spent the night (*wink wink*) and then spent Friday skipping uni and instead hanging out watching Jurassic Park. We even took the dog for a walk. And while we were there I really felt like I might be falling for him. Strange how I can feel full of emotion for him in person but feel very indifferent about him after a day apart. Maybe it’s a sign that I have issues… Maybe it just means I have enough other things to focus on in my life. All I know is that, despite my former emotions, by Saturday morning, after spending a night at home, I felt pretty happy to be free and single.
A combination of this ‘freeness’ and having a terrible Saturday afternoon probably lead to the very surprising events that followed.
Saturday was meant to be a great day. I was playing at a sports event, and it was a pretty casual match so I went in not caring about the results and just wanting to have fun. But the guest captain was horrid, I didn’t get to play the position I’m best at despite our losing scoreline, and the refs made some bad calls, and someone on the other team had an unnecessary go at me. I felt like shit, and needed to spend the night getting drunk with my teammates and forgetting the whole horrid mess.
A lot of glasses of wine later, and there were 4 of us left in the pub. Then they kicked us out because they wanted to close up. One woman went home on her bike, one guy was the designated driver, and then there was me and Woody (a male member of the team) who were drunk and flirting outrageously. So in the end I got our driver friend to just drop me off at Woody’s. Thankfully he’s agreed to keep this top secret.
I gotta say I didn’t see this coming at all. This guy has history with other people on the team. Things could easily get very messy. But I was being free and a single and drunk so naked time was definitely on the agenda. It was as good as it can be when both parties are wasted. And it wasn’t even awkward the next day!
However, now I’m in a situation where I can’t help but flirt in person, and I know we’ll be tempted again, but it’s a lot riskier an encounter than I’d have hoped for. I’m having a bit of a dilemma about it; I fear that if people I know find out, I’ll be in for some slut shaming which I really don’t fancy, but on the other hand if I’m enjoying myself without hurting anyone, what reason do I have to be ashamed?
Some reflection on what I end up deciding will definitely be in order. Maybe I should keep away from the wine so that I make a better considered decision. I’ll keep you posted!
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