about last night

Listen, about last night. I know this is awkward, but I feel like we have to talk about it, because I don't want to risk losing our friendship over this. You know? I mean, I feel like things are weird between us, and they shouldn't be. So we made out on my couch. Who cares? It was just a hook-up, big deal.

Now, did I want to go further? Maybe. But you're just coming out of a relationship, and it wouldn't be right for me to take advantage of you while you're on the rebound. You know? I mean, we've known each other for what, two years? And I admit, during that time, it has occurred to me to ask you out. But I value your friendship, and I didn't want to jeopardize that if you weren't into it. You know?

Look, I don't want to make too big a deal out of this. The way I look at it, we're both adults here. We had a little too much to drink, you put Alicia Keys on the stereo, one thing led to another, all of a sudden we're making out on my couch. I don't even remember who made the first move. I think it was probably you. But as far as I'm concerned, it never happened.

All I'm saying is that I think that in this day and age, two people should be able to make out on somebody's couch and not have it mean anything. This isn't Taliban-controlled Afghanistan, for chrissakes. It's not like Mullah Omar is coming over later to chop our genitals off.

I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I'm just frustrated because you seem distant and I don't understand what the problem is. You just had a lot to drink, that's all. So did I. I think we've both learned a lesson here. Next time you come over, Jose Cuervo isn't invited.

So we're cool? Okay, good. You just seemed a little distant on the phone, so I wanted to come over and see what was up. But it seems like things are cool, so I'm going to take off. If you want to come chill later, just call me on my cell. But leave Alica at home.

Just kidding, man. All right, take care. See ya.

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