The guy I have a crush on at work asked me to hang out. And I have NO idea if it’s a date. I find I’m totally cool with this ambiguity though.
He’s nicely built with wide shoulders and beautiful dark skin. He has an interesting face, but more importantly, I like his mind. He’s fucking smart. He’s nice. I’d be happy to be friends, or work friends.
Rats. He just cancelled. Guess it didn’t matter.