“You’d tell him, but not me?” he asks, somewhat incredulously.
“Yeah,” she replies, matter-of-factly, “That’s the kind of relationship he and I have. I mean, he’s not trying to have sex with me. You are.”
He laughs strongly for a few moments, mumbles, and then adds, “It’s so weird… people don’t usually just say that… even if they know it.”
She shrugs, even though he can’t see her, “Yeah. Well, it’s true, nonetheless.”
“I, I know… But people just don’t usually say that out loud,” he says, and he laughs some more, but it is not as pronounced.
He remembers that she is not typical, by any means…, which is exactly why he resists being friends with her: he can’t seem to categorize her.
She wonders if he’ll ever be able to move past this attachment he seems to have to sex and the likes in their chats… that’s what he had been asking about in the first place, though in what she found to be a bothersome evasive and indirect way… she doesn’t mind mention of such things, when they are relevant, but she prefers and genuinely enjoys all the other topics they end up on whenever they talk… that’s why she bothers with the acquaintanceship – she is aiming to be friends, even ones who only talk on occasion.
Besides, she thinks to herself a while later, recalling the conversation, as she reflects on the message she just received, not only is he not trying to sleep with me, but he says things like this to me:
Quando ridi si pronunciano molto i tuoi zigomi. Risata fantastica!!🤩
“When you laugh, your cheekbones are very pronounced. Fantastic laugh!!”
And then he follows it up with:
Volevo fare un apprezzamento su di una cosa che mi piace di te….
“I wanted to show appreciation to you for something I like about you.”
Very different relationships.
Very different men, and with very different goals.
She tends to prefer the cheekbones one over the other…. the one who wants to be a friend over the one who wants to be a friend with benefits…, and possibly minus the friend part of it…
She is glad she told him a straightforward explanation, and that she asked him straight out why he had wanted her to drink with him.
The cards are on the table, and she doesn’t have to play.