And I'm back (let's chat about Casey) in PolyLife

  • Oct. 20, 2015, 10:20 a.m.
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This was going to go into the Musings book but I decided it was more suited for the Poly book because I mainly talked about Casey. In case you were wondering.
(which you probably weren’t)

I have a bit more time now that I’m settled (at a different cafe) and simply waiting on Casey to get here so we can hang out and stuff.

While on the train a little while ago I called M to see if he was up here and maybe we can grab a coffee. He didn’t know who it was (umm excuse me?) and i was like you really don’t know? then he was like ok hold on. When he came back I was like are you up here? He said no let me call you back and I was like don’t even worry about it see ya. I don’t know it was all just weird. Did he answer without looking at his phone? I’m surprised he even answered I didn’t think he’d have his work phone on him. I don’t know but whatever so that clears up my day (yes I was going to wait around for him if he didn’t answer me. Bite me.)

Casey and I are going to buffalo wild wings to celebrate his birthday. It was last week but I had cancelled on him at the last minute because I wasn’t feeling up to it.

I’m slightly worried but at the same time not really. Casey is kind of a push over so I doubt he’d try anything while knowing I’m with someone. But, on the other hand, he did try and kiss me even though i was dating his roommate.

Here’s a bit about Casey since I have the time.

Casey is a friend of mine. He was Dan’s roommate and we got really, really close. When Dan was working Casey and I would sit around and drink and watch movies and stuff. He was (and still is) in a relationship with this other girl but he’s constantly complaining about how unhappy he is with her (umm so leave?). Two different times, we were sitting watching some movie and drinking (I usually had wine while he had rum) he leaned over and tried to kiss me. I’m like dude I’m dating your roommate, you really going to do that? So he backed off. a few months later Dan and I were helping him move out. He and Dan went down stairs to bring the last of the stuff to Casey’s car and i stayed in the room to get started on making breakfast for Dan and myself (yes, I’m wife material lol). I heard the door open and turned around with a huge grin on my face thinking it was Dan. Nope, it was Casey with the old, “oh I forgot something durhurr” and I was like oh ok well there like 2 slices of bacon that are able to be eaten if you want them. He said I want something else and gave me this look. I was like no Casey, I love Dan and wont do that to him. So he was like ok I’m sorry I’ll back off. He gave me a hug and when he released me he gave me this…I guess longing look then left. (Note: without grabbing anything)

Fast forward to a few months later. Dan and I are broken up, I’m seeing a few guys, and Casey is half single (still seeing the girl but no title? whatever bro you do you). We’re drinking (of course) and watching Le Mis and I’m so tired. I was like I’m going to bed. He’s like can I join you? And me being a cuddleslut of course says sure but I’m letting you know right now I just want to cuddle, nothing else. So we get into my bed (fully clothed) and I doze off. He starts running his hand down my hip and i wake up but still pretend to be asleep. Then he starts trying to touch my butt but not in a way that was like hey wake up because I want you…it was creepy…like he’d rather I’d stay asleep and tried super hard to not wake me up.

So I “woke up” and he stopped. Then we talked and he was like I really want to fuck you but I’m still sort of with Kate. I was like sorry Casey I’m not getting in the middle of that.

And he starts crying.
In my bed.
Sitting across from me.

The fuck?

It was a fake cry though. I know Casey. I’ve seen him cry. This was a pity me cry. Like what were you thinking bro? That I would feel bad and fuck you?

Nah. I was like…alright well this was fun. I’m going to bed have a good night. And walked him to the door.

Mean? Yes. Fucks given? Zero.

Anyway, we’ve worked shit out since then and he’s been good for the most part. But I’d never sleep with him. Between the weird touching and crying he just lost all chances of that happening.

He’s a good friend though.


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