So I set up this occasion that I was going to go to the cinema with my male friend, I was worried for a good month whether it was a date or not, it wasn't. But, I still fancy him anyway.
Anywhoo...
We have taken our seats and brought Oreo and Pink Pather biscuits with me and put them on my knee so if he wants any, they are there for him to munch on. The lights go down and I devour quite a lot. After an hour of the movie I am so engrossed in the film that I have forgotten that they are on my lap.
Then all of a sudden I feel a hand on my thigh, slowly moving its way down my leg to my knee. I'm thinking "Whoah nelly" but, its a definite way to start putting the moves on my leg. I'm getting excited and turn my head and see he's totally engrossed in the film. But suddenly I hear the rustle of something (an internal question mark pops into my head). That is when I realise and sit their feeling embarrassed in the dark, he was trying to get to the biscuits. And there he is munching on my oreos in a non euphemistic way. Lights go on, nothing, not a realisation to anything getting shirty. Thank God. We got the train back home, watching a Friends episode which it has the girls taking Chandler to a strip club, and me saying outloud (and realising afterwards there were more than just me and him on the train) "I'd like to go to a strip club, just to check it out. I hear there are good drinks and free buffets there."
I turn around and the chuckles from the other men on the train are almost photo worthy. Fortunatly , I decide to shut-up the rest of the journey home and we simply depart on our different paths with a slightly awkward hug. I personally am not a hugger anymore unless it is one of about 5 friends (he wasn't one).
So there you have it; my hyper awkward-for-only-me situation
Update:
After this we went out on a few non-dates like cinema outings and a day trip to walk around Windsor and have a pub lunch. Confirmation that it wasnt a date: He talked about the girls at UNI that he liked. But, looking at it I dont think it would have worked out in the long run anyway.
Anywhoo...
We have taken our seats and brought Oreo and Pink Pather biscuits with me and put them on my knee so if he wants any, they are there for him to munch on. The lights go down and I devour quite a lot. After an hour of the movie I am so engrossed in the film that I have forgotten that they are on my lap.
Then all of a sudden I feel a hand on my thigh, slowly moving its way down my leg to my knee. I'm thinking "Whoah nelly" but, its a definite way to start putting the moves on my leg. I'm getting excited and turn my head and see he's totally engrossed in the film. But suddenly I hear the rustle of something (an internal question mark pops into my head). That is when I realise and sit their feeling embarrassed in the dark, he was trying to get to the biscuits. And there he is munching on my oreos in a non euphemistic way. Lights go on, nothing, not a realisation to anything getting shirty. Thank God. We got the train back home, watching a Friends episode which it has the girls taking Chandler to a strip club, and me saying outloud (and realising afterwards there were more than just me and him on the train) "I'd like to go to a strip club, just to check it out. I hear there are good drinks and free buffets there."
I turn around and the chuckles from the other men on the train are almost photo worthy. Fortunatly , I decide to shut-up the rest of the journey home and we simply depart on our different paths with a slightly awkward hug. I personally am not a hugger anymore unless it is one of about 5 friends (he wasn't one).
So there you have it; my hyper awkward-for-only-me situation
Update:
After this we went out on a few non-dates like cinema outings and a day trip to walk around Windsor and have a pub lunch. Confirmation that it wasnt a date: He talked about the girls at UNI that he liked. But, looking at it I dont think it would have worked out in the long run anyway.
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