He's trying to hard to convince me to be with him, give him another chance, while trying to keep up the pretense that he's only "repaying a debt he owes".
I will give you a year of my time. I wasted six months of your time, and in return will give you a year. I am a friend before anything else. I can be here to offer advice and provide you with any help you might need. All you have to do is ask. If after a year you decide you no longer want to speak to me, then you are free to leave, but I always pay my debts.
A few minutes later...
Bae
I love you
You ready to be my girlfriend?
Do you miss me yet?
If I disappeared, would you look for me?
You still loooooove me.
You're so feisty.
You're so lazy.
You're so reserved and shy. I can't tell which personality I like most.
You keep me on my toes.
You make me happy.
You put a smile on my face.
When we gettin hitched?
When are you moving?
Pack your bags!
Come take care of me!
Steven. That is not how friends talk to one another. If you are only staying around because you feel that you "owe" me, then, I give you permission to walk. You are free from a debt you never owed.
But I want to be with you. I want you to be with me. You are the one for me, my honey bee. I will wait a year for you to decide. Take your time. Are you off work tomorrow?
Yes, it's a holiday.
Come visit me.
Why?
So, we can spend time together. Drive down for the day. I'll cook for you, mi amor.
I can't drive down there.
So, I'm the only one who drives down and up in less than 24 hours?
You did it because you wanted to. No one made you.
So, you're not going to come visit me tomorrow?
No.
Suit yourself.
The next day, I log-in to Facebook, and Steven has posted before and after pictures of his clean home captioned "nothing gets a house clean like a blazing bachelor", followed by statuses of the meal he's prepping, flowers and chocolates he's bought. For his date. Who isn't me.
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