I hope life is treating you well and that you're treating yourself even better.
When last we read, Dude Three showed an angry, unattractive side.
Here we are talking, trying to smooth things out.
Note that I wrote this a few months in retrospect.
Seconds later, Dude Three came out of the bathroom. I'm leaving now.
Robyn: I don’t play games like that. I was just asking for a hug.
Dude Three: No I’m going. He walked to the door. Come here and give me a kiss.
The next day, we exchanged a few messages. First, I told him I needed space.
He said "Okay, I'll leave you alone" and then “Why do I feel like we’re done.” [Yeah, Dude doesn't use proper punctuation.]
Yet I’m glad I did it and did it fairly swiftly.
Please stick with me for several more posts. Thanks for your patience and loyalty, my dears. You're the best of blogland's best. I appreciate you!