[He too sat on the floor of his room, sandy white socks crossed as the ice clicked in his glass of liquid courage. It had taken 2 glasses of Crown and Coke before his brain stopped screaming that he was being a presumptuous old bastard for even thinking she'd want to go out for a step-around.
He didn't even like parties. This was a bad excuse. He already felt like an ass for leaving a message instead of going to her place to ask her face to face. But all those doubts and self-condemnation drowned away on the last gulp.
A jittery hand man-handled the phone as it twittered. One ring, two, three..]
Hi.
Sorry, I'm a jackass, I should've just waited for you to be home.
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He didn't even like parties. This was a bad excuse. He already felt like an ass for leaving a message instead of going to her place to ask her face to face. But all those doubts and self-condemnation drowned away on the last gulp.
A jittery hand man-handled the phone as it twittered. One ring, two, three..]
Hi.
Sorry, I'm a jackass, I should've just waited for you to be home.