MAX: She’s just added me on Facebook, what do I do? x
ROWAN: Teegan? x
MAX: No, Madonna. Yes, Teegan! x
ROWAN: What would you have done if you’d met her today and you weren’t involved with me? x
I hesitated. Teegan’s enthusiasm had been endearing and I had genuinely enjoyed our chats earlier that day. I typed a reply.
MAX: I’d have accepted it x
ROWAN: Then accept it x
I opened the app, and my thumb hovered over the accept button for a moment before I sucked in a breath and hit it. Almost immediately, a message came through.
TEEGAN: Hey Max, it’s Teegan – Dr Thompson’s daughter. We met today at his office. Hope it’s okay to have added you here. I wanted to share some of the songs we talked about x
I stared at that ‘x’, hoping she was just the friendly sort who placed kisses after all her messages. My poor brain couldn’t handle being caught up in that sort of love triangle! I’d be right at home on the Jeremy Kyle show.
MAX: Hey, yeah of course! Looking forward to listening to some of your recs.
I deliberately left the kiss off, and waited to see what Teegan came back with.
TEEGAN: Awesome! I’ll send some links…
No kiss. Phew! Dodged that bullet. A string of links to Spotify and YouTube appeared and I smiled to myself. I’d have to start a new playlist; I was certain I would be grilled for my opinions next time I saw her.
A text came through.
ROWAN: All alright? I’m guessing you’re chatting because she’s grinning at her phone like a fool and has just put her headphones on x
MAX: Yeah, she’s sharing some bands with me x
ROWAN: Looks like Teegan has good taste. Clearly, she gets that from me x
MAX: You like rock music? x
ROWAN: I was actually talking about you. She hasn’t shut up about how awesome it was to chat with someone who likes the same music, and why I hadn’t told her you were so cool x
I laughed, feeling a blush tinge my cheeks.
MAX: Yeah, why hadn’t you told her?! I’m a delight! x
ROWAN: A delicious delight, but I’m not sharing you x
I rubbed the back of my neck.
MAX: Oh god, she’s not interested-interested in me, is she? x
ROWAN: I don’t think so, but she wouldn’t tell me even if she were! I’ll double-check with her mother x
MAX: She’s very sweet n all, but I think we’ve already established she’s not my type x
ROWAN: Whilst I’m relieved to hear it, perhaps we should change the subject? x
I sighed with relief.
MAX: Thank God, yes please x
