le lapin gris |
i am not actually un lapin. i am, however, sometimes gray. |
Last night, I surprise visited Boy at his place after girls’ night ended. This is how I expected things to go down:
:: knock :: :: Boy opens :: A gigantic smile appears on his face as he spreads his eagle arms to wrap me in a teddy bear hug as he twirls me around and around in his living room. Much smooching ensues.
This is how things actually went down:
:: knock :: :: Boy opens :: “Oh, you didn’t get my message? Did you get my message? I already dropped your phone off at your place, you didn’t have to come by.” Followed by frown, frown, frown, and finally I got out of him that he wanted to do exercises and didn’t want me there to see.
Sad! So I went home. Hmph! See if I do surprise visits again! just playing dawg. I’ll still show up at your doorstep for no apparent reason except to see your FACE! I’m your GF. That’s what I do!
P.S. I know I’m slightly delusional when it comes to expectations :)