‘I don’t think he’ll ever ask me out.’
‘He will. Eventually.’
‘I’m just a friend to him.’
‘A friend he wants to do naughty things with.’
‘He’s never even hinted at naughty.’
‘He sees you naked most of the time,’ Sarah said.
‘What? No!’
‘He’s practically drooling.’
‘Stop! He doesn’t see me that way at all.’
‘Well, you see him that way, so what’re you going to do about it?’
‘Nothing. He has to make the first move.’
‘It’s the twenty-first century, Emma.’
‘I’ll die of shame.’
‘You won’t.’
‘I probably will.’
‘Well, one thing’s certain. You deserve each other.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Oh, I think this is a great description of the scenario, Rob! And it happens so often, too. I wonder how many couples never got together (but should have) for this exact reason...
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