after finding a boyfriend, a good friend would probably get nervous.
Sammy1995: Hey, sorry. Things are nuts here.
Maverick0808: Doesn’t make it okay for you to ghost me. I was worried about you. Asshole.
Yeah, I owned my status as a complete asshole.
Sammy1995: That wasn’t my intention. Promise.
Maverick0808: So, I’m assuming things are going well, since you haven’t gotten online to bitch
about how miserable you are?
Sammy1995: I’m not that bad! It’s not like I only talk to you when I want to complain.
Maverick0808: No, but you were mopey for a while.
As much as I wanted to catch up with Mav, Daddy was going to be home soon, and I still wasn’t
done with my homework. And Ihadto call my mom, otherwise I’d be officially out of time. I almost
unloaded on Mav but deleted the message before I sent it.
Sammy1995: Not ghosting, but I have to finish up this paper. It’s due by the end of the weekend
and I have to work.
Maverick0808: Man, I do not miss that shit. You should be just about done, yeah?
Sammy1995: This paper and one more. Then… FREEDOM! I’d invite you to the graduation
party Daddy’s throwing me but that might be weird.
It would definitely be strange to a lot of people that Mav was my best friend in the world and
we’d never met. I’d shared a few pictures of myself with him, but he’d never returned the favor. Once
upon a time, I’d tried badgering him into showing me what he looked like, but after it put a temporary
rift between us, I’d quickly backed off. It wasn’t worth it.
Maverick0808: Was that a backhanded invite?
Sammy1995: No, because life is going good and I’m not a fan of rejection.
Maverick0808: You used to be such an optimist. I’d ask what happened, but I think we both
know. But you don’t have to deal with that shit anymore.
Maverick0808: Do it, Sam.
Sammy1995: Do what?
Maverick0808: Man, if I have to tell you, then it feels like I’m trying to invite myself and that’s
just sad.
I re-read the message a few times. This was a huge step in our friendship, and the selfish, insecure
