Cockblock, Part Two

So even though we were pretty exhausted early in the week, SH was leaving Wednesday morning and there was no way we weren't going to go out and enjoy her last two evenings, particularly as I was working during the day.

Before we left for Portugal, we had stopped by tlsd's house for something or other and had met and chatted with her two flatmates and one of her flatmates friends. SH thought tlsd's male flatmate P was sort of cute and so we hatched a plot to get them all out drinking upon our return to London for shits and giggles.

As it turned out, Monday night this all came together. Me and SA discussed meeting up around Broadway Market for a place to drink and eat and so we settled on the Dove. Tlsd came along and of course there was me and SH and so a small group was forming. SH met me and tlsd at work and we walked to Broadway Market and started our evening of drinking. A couple rounds later, SA showed up and the comedy continued. In the meantime, tlsd had texted P, inviting him to come along and he said he'd show up for one drink as he was meeting people later. So we're all settled into the Dove when P arrives. Conveniently, he sits next to SH and drinks a soda. Three glasses of wine later, and after the bell for last orders we leave SA and the four of us head to their flat. On the way, it's suggested we have a drink at theirs and so P runs to the shop and picks up four bottles of tonic. This was after running to the shop to buy peanut m&m's. Can anyone say eager? Anyone?

At their flat, the drinking continued, though myself and SH begged off a little as it was gin and tonic and it really wasn't my favorite. Meanwhile, P had probably five and the conversation of course turned vaguely sexual, in fact, when was it not sexual all evening probably? But I digress. By the end, we were surrounded by Scarlet magazines and were watching some extremely dodgy porn that belonged to tlsd. I mean, it was so not hot. It was almost bad enough to just put one off sex, as if! But it was getting quite late now and I needed to go home and go to bed. So I start making as if to go and tlsd goes upstairs to her room and SH and P are left alone in the lounge.

And then it was a bit confusing. Do I leave her there? What do I do? What does she want to do? What's going on in there anyway? Tlsd and I putter around for a bit and it seems like SH is going to go with me, but she gives P her number and tells him that she's free the next day while I'm at work and he says he's free the next day and so they plan to meet up.

Of course, the next day, SH shaves her leg and puts on some of her nice new sexy underwear and waits for a text. That never came. Why? Because in his inebriated state, P forgot to put her name in. So when he checked his phone in the morning for her number, he thought perhaps he'd dreamed it up. And SH knew she'd given it to him, so wasn't going to text him if he wasn't texting her. And that was her last day and then she was back to Chicago.

It's sad, isn't it? Cocblocked by gin. I'm sure there's a moral in here somewhere.