Dating App Mishap - Episode 5
by Rebecca Brooks
The following weekend, Lucy picks up her phone.
Hey, whatcha up to?
Scrolling through Tinder.
Drinking alone.
You know, the usual. You?
Same.
Any prospects?
Ugh, no. Everyone is…
Not like you, Lucy thinks.
But that’s not the kind of thing she can text to her BFF.
Not if she wants to actually stay friends.
Everyone is what?
Boring. Weird.
Way too obsessed with their dicks.
Haha. I actually lied, I’m not even on Tinder right now.
My dick and I have given up completely.
Maybe I should, too.
What are you even looking for on there?
Like, if you could snap your fingers and have anything you wanted.
A hot piece of ass who also does the dishes?
Ha, noted.
But I’m being serious.
Me too!
That’s what I want!
Not sure you’re going to find that on Tinder, lol.
Maybe I won’t find it anywhere.
That’s not true.
I guess what I want is someone like you.
But who’s not already my best friend.
Someone I can talk to, who supports me…
Who’s funny, and smart, and creative…
But isn’t me.
Your clone?
Ouch.
It’s meant to be flattering! You’re basically the perfect guy.
Then date me already, Lucy!
Wait.
No, I’m tired of waiting!
I’m tired of pretending I’m interested in other people!
And I’m tired of standing on the sidelines and watching you go on shitty dates with shitty guys.
When the one guy who’s actually good for you is right in front of you and wants you more than anything.
No, I meant “wait” like what are you talking about???
You said you changed your mind and didn’t want to go out with me.
You said you shouldn’t have kissed me.
I thought you didn’t think this would work!
Read between the lines, Lucy.
Just because I SHOULDN’T have kissed you doesn’t mean I didn’t want to.
You…
Wanted to?
I still do.
And I know we’re friends.
I know it’s a risk.
But why can’t we give it a try?
Lucy swallows. Where is this coming from?
It’s not just that.
Then what is it?
What if we’re good together, Adam?
That would be awesome.
But what if we’re TOO good together.
Is that a real thing people worry about??
I mean, what if it becomes something more?
We could hurt each other.
It could end.
And we could all be struck by an asteroid tomorrow.
Great, thanks for that.
But before that happens…
Don’t you want to see if this could be the real deal?
The real deal? Lucy doesn’t even know if such a thing exists.
But if it does, Adam might be the closest she’ll ever get to it.
It’s terrifying.
She’d rather go sky diving.
She’d rather go to the gym at 5 a.m.
But can she really keep pretending that she and Adam are just friends?
I keep thinking about that kiss.
Me too. I wish it hadn’t ended so…abruptly.
I wish it hadn’t ended at all.
It doesn’t have to.
Go out with me, Lucy.
A real date.
Not at the Roadhouse, and nowhere hot and new where the people on every awkward first date are going.
We’ll sneak away to some dingy bar where nobody knows us and make out like teenagers 🙂
Tonight?
I’m already in bed!
At this hour???
What happened to the Lucy I know?
Lucy snaps a selfie of herself in her tank top, surrounded by pillows.
And, okay, she shows a LOT more skin than lace this time…
But she doesn’t have to think twice before sending it to Adam.
Here’s proof.
Good God, you’re doing this just to torture me.
That one’s meant for you and you alone.
I hope so.
I hope there are more where that came from, too 😉
But the fact that you’re in bed doesn’t need to stop us.
Haha. I don’t want our first time to be phone sex, Adam…
Me neither.
I want to touch you, kiss you, make up for all the time I’ve wasted not telling you how I feel.
We’ll see each other soon.
How about really soon?
Tomorrow?
Tonight.
You can stay right where you are.
???
Her phone buzzes with a selfie from Adam.
She can see her street sign in the background.
Holy shit.
He’s standing outside her apartment, holding a bouquet of flowers.
Her doorbell rings.
She leaps out of bed to answer.
Hey.
Hey.
You busy?
I was just chatting with this friend of mine about how much Tinder sucks.
Any better prospects?
I think I may have found one, actually.
He’s different from my usual line-up.
But I think it’s worth a shot.
Anyone I know?
He’s been my best friend for years.
But he might be more than that, too.
What a lucky guy.
As long as he doesn’t stop kissing me.
Adam wraps his arms around her, and together they walk back toward her bedroom.
Her lacy bottoms are already on the floor.
Baby, you know I never will.
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