Dirty Bad Wrong
“Blown out by James Clarke, so totally and utterly. I’d hardly be able to look at him ever again. What an idiot. Hey, James, fancy hanging out sometime, check out my project notes? Idiot. I stepped onto the train, wedged amongst all the other commuters battling through rush hour. This crush thing, whatever it was, was getting ridiculous. Yeah, James Clarke looked good in a suit, yeah, he was smart, and dedicated, and mysterious, and really goddamn talented and so infuriatingly in control of ever...ything it turned my legs to jelly. But so what? Blown out. Time to let it go. I’m good at that.
I really thought I was onto something, really believed we’d had a moment in Brighton, whatever that even means. I figured moving in with Bex might be the start of a friendship, or at least the chance to have a conversation outside of work, but nothing. He barely even spoke to me, no questions, no chat about Rebecca, or how life was going, no anything. He’d asked once. Once.MoreLess
I really thought I was onto something, really believed we’d had a moment in Brighton, whatever that even means. I figured moving in with Bex might be the start of a friendship, or at least the chance to have a conversation outside of work, but nothing. He barely even spoke to me, no questions, no chat about Rebecca, or how life was going, no anything. He’d asked once. Once.MoreLess
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