Virtual to Real

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I don't know why but being bored and horny is always a recipe for disaster

Logging into a random chat for my area

I scroll thru the countless dick pics and bad pick-up lines

I go back n forth between the chat and Pinterest, I'm suffering from an extreme case of bored-ness.

Bemydarkpassenger: Jason or Michael

Me: Michael all day. You?

Bemydarkpassenger: Not sure, never seen the movies

Me: Why would you ask then?

Bemydarkpassenger: To see if you were a bot. Are you male?

Me: Last time I checked I wasn't

Bemydarkpassenger: When was that?

Me: About 15 min ago in the shower

Bemydarkpassenger: Human, Female, and hygienic I hit the jackpot tonight. What are you looking for this fine evening?

Me: I hate that question

Bemydarkpassenger: But it needs to be asked

Me: Does it?

Bemydarkpassenger: Serial killer looking for a willing victim?

Me: No, but you might be, as you are the one with your Dexter reference

Bemydarkpassenger: You watch Dexter?

Me: No, but a friend used to and I'd sit thru a whole recap even though I didn't watch it so I know a little

Bemydarkpassenger: Interesting. So back to the question. You are looking for...?

Me: Honestly

Bemydarkpassenger: It's the best policy

Me: eye roll emoji. Ideally would like to find a candidate for a friend with benefits thing

Bemydarkpassenger: So, a fuck buddy?

Me: Sort of

Bemydarkpassenger: Just out of a breakup or something?

Me: Nope

Bemydarkpassenger: Why that and not a boyfriend?

Me: I want the comfortability of friends but with unlimited sex without the burden of a relationship

Bemydarkpassenger: What does one have to do to apply?

Me: Lol

Bemydarkpassenger: Well I want to apply, so give me your number so we can build this 'beneficial friendship "

Me: You don't even know what I look like.

Bemydarkpassenger: Friendship is deeper than the skin so let's start there and see if it's worth sorting the rest out.

Bemydarkpassenger: Better yet, here is mine, and just send me a message and I'll add yours that way.

Me: Think I'm going to give you a fake number

Bemydarkpassenger: No, but now that you mention it my way is to avoid that.

I guess I don't have anything to lose I think to myself.

Me: Should your name be saved as dark passenger?

Bemydarkpassenger: Yes lol. Or you can put boring ole James

Me: Ok. You can save mine under Lola.

Bemydarkpassenger: Nice to meet you Lola

Me: Nice to meet you too James

Bemydarkpassenger: It's getting late. Is it ok if I message you tomorrow?

Me: Yes

Bemydarkpassenger: Good. Tonight, was successful if you ask me

Me: We'll see

Bemydarkpassenger: Oh, I love a skeptic

Me: Good night Sir

Bemydarkpassenger: Good night m'lady

The next day I am in the middle of trying to finish up a file. Tossing around the idea of what time would be best to take my lunch when my phone vibrates.

James: Hey it's dark passenger

Me: Hey, how's it going?

James: It's going. On lunch though I'd check-in for our friendship building.

Me: Lol ok. I was just contemplating when to take lunch

James: Why not now. So, we friends can chat

Me: Ok

James: Tell me when you're free

As I logged out I seemingly put last night out of my mind not really thinking anything would come of it.

Me: Officially away from my desk

James: Good. What's for lunch?

Me: Probably a salad. You?

James: Pizza. Don't tell me you're a salad girl?

Me: No, just don't want to fuss over lunch and it's quick. Usually, skip lunch most days. Plus, nothing wrong with being a "Salad girl", pizza man.

We launched into the normal get to know you chat such as age likes, dislikes, favorite color etc. We continue messaging back and forth throughout the day, which extends to nonstop messaging daily for weeks on end.

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As I am lying in bed after work a few weeks later, we continue to message back and forth.

Me: I think we need to set end times. I'm too tired to work lately

James: Whatever time you pick

Me: You're not too mashed up work?

James: I am but it's worth it

Me: Ugh fine. More coffee it is

James: That was a true friendship milestone lol. M'lady, it's time for us to exchange photos.

We've been chatting for a least a month If not a little over a month. I know this part was coming but was hoping to delay it as much as possible.

He should know I'm no knockout if I'm on the Internet looking for a fuck buddy.

Ughhh

I've never been the most secure or confident gal. I think I am decent or average at best. I got a few hoots and hollers but so did fish ugh

I could just block him and pretend it never happened

But I kind of like him and he was the best candidate I've encountered ughhhhhhhh

Fine. If he's no longer interested after then I tried. Knowing him he'll say so nicely and I'll move on with my shattered being

I wish I knew how to seriously edit a photo but that would backfire eventually it's better, to be honest upfront

James: Let's send it at the same If that makes you more comfortable

Me: No. I'm going first just calm your tits

Looking for the best photo I hit send then silenced the phone. To avoid the impending let down I decide to go take a shower.

After getting out I check to see read receipt but no reply. Oh well, another one bites the dust.

Me: It's the personality that counts right. I

Me: Ignore that.

Me: It was nice talking to you.

I heard the phone chirp grabbing it to open thinking it was a message only to see that it is a call shit I already answered I stare at the phone in shocked silence too frozen in shock to hang up

I hear a distinctly male voice

Are you there Lola?

Yes, James? Or dark passenger should I say laughing awkwardly

Lola. You're gorgeous never talk about yourself like that again. Got it!?

Yes, sir mockingly forgetting you can see my sarcastic salute

Now that we got that out the way. This is nice. Talking on the phone I mean

I just sent you my photos in case you decide to run for the hills.

Ok, I haven't gotten it yet I'll check for it later

There is a long awkward pause before we both start laughing like crazy people. After we pull it together we launch into our normal random chatter with bouts of normal conversation.

We both start to yawn more than talk

You started the yawning I state while yawning

I'm pretty sure you started it plus you are the tired one always falling asleep on me anyway

That may be true but you started it tonight

It actually morning

Siting up looking at the clock I see it's 230 am and we have been on the phone for 3 hours straight....

I'm already in bed so at least I will just turn over

Don't brag I'm on the bed but not in it yet. hold on. Putting the phone down I strip and jump under the covers - why is it always so cold in the wee hours or maybe it's because we are tired

Still up?

Yes, as you're the tired one passing on your contagious yawns. All comfy now?

Yes, so comfy. Definitely will probably pass out on you randomly. I feel up now but I know that's because it's cold

Aww, you need some warmth. What are you wearing?

I feel my face warm and my stomach flip as it seems like your voice dropped an octave but I could be imagining It

Lola, you asleep on me

I am still stunned into silence not sure how to answer or if I want to take it there

Good night beautiful talk to you tomorrow, more like later. Sleep well.

G'Night sir

She's back! Sleep well

You too.

Before my brain has a chance to start overthinking things, I pass out from exhaustion

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Oddly enough. I woke up at 7 am feeling full rested especially given how late we were up.

I go to message you good morning to prove I'm not the tired one when I see your photo open

Quickly locking the phone I get up to go complete my morning routine

What are you 12 sheesh I think to myself

I sit with the teacup and open my phone

To see a new message

James: Morning sleepy head

Damn he beat me ugh

Enlarging the photo, I stare at it, why is he so fucking hot. How does he find me attractive - maybe he's lying or trying being nice? Omg. How is he single... I don't think I asked him that wonder if it's too late or awkward to ask now.

Me: I was up first

James: Ha no proof I messaged you first

Me: Maybe my phone died

James: It did not I remember you saying you were putting it on the charger

Me: Fine but I was up first you just messaged first. I awkwardly blurt out Sooooooo. How are you single?

James: The same way you are, I guess

Me: Nope, not the same, plus that's such as a cop-out answer

James: Fine. You go first

Me: I'm not normal first off and I never found someone worth not being single for. You?

James: Same. I have had my fair of dates and interactions with the opposite sex and found nothing yet that was long term

Me: I'm going to have to be your wing woman. It's obviously not your looks you must have a poor talk game

James: I talk to you just fine.

Me: Yeah, but I'm not your normal female nor am I girlfriend material. If we met in a bar I doubt we'd end up partnering up anyway

James: What makes you say that?

Me: I doubt I am your type

James: You don't know my type

Me: Touché but I still have my doubts

James: You can have your doubts but I've never seen you or anyone similar out at the spots I've been too

Me: Maybe you have a bad talk game and taste in pick up locations

James: Seriously?

Me: Yes. Ever picked up a chick at a supermarket

James: No, that's where I go to get groceries

Me: See... you can meet a cute lady in normal clothes that cooks take care of herself etc.....

James: I'll give you that one can't say I've thought of that one before

Me: You should look next time you go to the store

James: Trying to pawn me off, you must have really hated that photo

Me: No, just saying.

James: Well back to us and less on my bad pickup lines and taste in hangout spots. What are your plans for today?

Me: A lot of nothing - going to relax just do whatever comes to mind. You?

James: winging by my parents and some errands

Me: Sounds thrilling

James: We are a bunch of party animals lol. My mom's calling, so I better head out. I'll call you tonight

Me: Ok, don't party too hard

James: Is that "ok" confirming I'm calling you tonight too?

Me: Yes

James: Good. Talk later

Me: Wave emoji

Laying back I realize I am staring at the ceiling with a stupid smile on my face. That giddiness that comes with new things - new humans are always so exciting shaking myself out of it before I start to overthink things I hop in the shower to get the day officially started

Later on, that night we catch up on our day and spend a little too long gripping about parental guilt and the burden of being the childless unmarried child.

We fall into this odd routine of day text and night chats it's not "consistent" as a set schedule but consistent enough to be called a routine.

James: Is there any other candidate?

I stare at my phone in confusion for a moment.

Me: Candidate?

James: Yes, for the beneficial friendship

Me: What?! Why would you ask that?

I call and you answer on the 1st ring

What kind of questions is that? I have no idea why I'm offended and somehow annoyed by this question

Hi to you too. It's an honest question, I just wanted to know if I had any sturdy competition I should be upping my game for.

Are you joking?

No, it's a fair question

No, you're the only applicant. Should I pull the application for the shredder?

If you think so

Pausing I take a deep breath to go out of my feelings. What's up with you? You had a rough day?

Yeah

Go on

You dump your stressful day where nothing went right, just a classic bad day.

Sounds like you need ice cream or a shot of something that is at least 80 proof

Is that an offer or just a recommendation?

A suggestion...?!

Are you offering to take me for ice cream and a drink?

No...!? As usually my brain freezes trying to process what you say omg you want to meet but I look like trash.

Earth to Lola. No way you fell asleep it's only 6 pm I hear you grumble to yourself. It's ok I can go eat ice cream and drink alone without any friends......

I'm sure you have plenty of other friends

No, none are as wise or attractive as you

Omg, quit trying to flatter and guilt trip me at the same time

Is it working?

A little. Hard to say no to a friend in need. I do know a pretty good ice cream place but not so much any drinking hole. ooo I know a place with boozy milkshakes which is the best of both

Send me the boozy milkshake address and I'll see you there in an hour no make that an hour and 30. You're great Lola can't wait to see you!

The phone goes silent and I realize you ended the call. Fuck what just happened

As I panic, I try to call you back but it goes straight to voicemail

Your message pops up 'You wouldn't stand a friend up'

Fucker did it on purpose... I can just block his info and not go ugghhhh

Hopping off the couch I run to the bathroom while setting a 45-min time. As I shower I try to think of what does one wears to meet up with a sex friend for milkshakes. Fuck. Casual I guess. I'm so bad at this. It's not a date date but a friend meet-up. That thought oddly calms me a little. Plus, he already knows what you look like soooo nothing really lost better to be comfy

Opting for my dark wranglers, cropped long sleeve tee, and these platform booties that screen ex-stripper in the most tasteful way, in my opinion.

Checking the time, I have 15 min left. So, I, quickly put on some skin tint and eyeliner

Brushing thru my hair for the 10th time

Would it be weird to do a hat... no hat?

I hear my phone chirp I grab it thinking the timer is going off only to see puppy eye emoji rolling my eye I grab my keys and head out.

As I get in the car I realize I should have taken a shot or something to help but it's too late now.

I am 15 min out I see a message stating you are there waiting for a table for us it's a 10 min wait

I voice reply I am 15 out

Focusing on the music and chatter on the radio to avoid feeding into any nervousness... deep breaths.

We've chatted on the phone and texted tons. Exchanged photos and were have known each other for like 2 months and some change now. This is normal. Ugh if so, why do I want to vomit a little.

Taking a few more deep breaths I check my reflection and jump out

I text you - seated?

Yes, in the back-right corner from the entrance high top. Want me to come to grab you?

No, I can find you.

Putting my phone up as I approach the restaurant tries to take some calming breaths and get into a positive state of mind.

What's the worst that can happen.