I hate my life. Got cockblocked. Ugh.
Went to a party last night with the dude I'm into. We had a really great time, even though I was the designated driver. He needed to be on campus in the morning and I didn't want to crash and die. We got back to campus and I asked if I could come over. He said yes and on the way back to his place, we saw the girls I hang out with, one of whom has a thing for him. He went to the bathroom really quick, before we went to his room and one of my friends pulled me aside and was like 'What are you doing here? You should be home. You are not going down that hallway to his room.' And before I could answer he was back and we all migrated to his room. I sat on his couch, seething internally but tried to make the best of it. The girls finally left as he started falling asleep. I hung back to tell him good night and sat on his bed and was like 'I got cockblocked.' and he was like 'Wait what?' 'I was planning on coming up here and we were going to have a talk and...' And he was exhausted and I held his hand and he was like 'I am exhausted. I need to get up early.' and I kissed him on his cheek and he said I could crash on his couch and I did.
He woke up at 8 for what he needed to do all hung over and asked how I was and how I slept. I said I slept terribly and he said he had as well. I told him I was going back to my place and I thanked him for letting me crash. I did a sexless walk of shame to my place and I've been asleep since. I dunno if he remembers the conversation before he fell asleep. And I am frustrated beyond belief.
Went to a party last night with the dude I'm into. We had a really great time, even though I was the designated driver. He needed to be on campus in the morning and I didn't want to crash and die. We got back to campus and I asked if I could come over. He said yes and on the way back to his place, we saw the girls I hang out with, one of whom has a thing for him. He went to the bathroom really quick, before we went to his room and one of my friends pulled me aside and was like 'What are you doing here? You should be home. You are not going down that hallway to his room.' And before I could answer he was back and we all migrated to his room. I sat on his couch, seething internally but tried to make the best of it. The girls finally left as he started falling asleep. I hung back to tell him good night and sat on his bed and was like 'I got cockblocked.' and he was like 'Wait what?' 'I was planning on coming up here and we were going to have a talk and...' And he was exhausted and I held his hand and he was like 'I am exhausted. I need to get up early.' and I kissed him on his cheek and he said I could crash on his couch and I did.
He woke up at 8 for what he needed to do all hung over and asked how I was and how I slept. I said I slept terribly and he said he had as well. I told him I was going back to my place and I thanked him for letting me crash. I did a sexless walk of shame to my place and I've been asleep since. I dunno if he remembers the conversation before he fell asleep. And I am frustrated beyond belief.