[Sequel to First Date]
Even after three weeks it still feels a little weird to have Cecilie over. Maybe three weeks isn’t that long of a time for a relationship.
Ever since I took her hand at the museum, things have shifted. We have been doing more couple stuff. It’s closing in on a month since I agreed to go out with her, so I think that’s normal. But it’s still going a little faster than I expected. Even with being the more experienced one, this all feels pretty new and unknown.
Currently I’m resting against her side, on my couch. Watching a movie. Because I’m a nerd, I decided to go for one of the Marvel movies. I haven’t seen the new Doctor Strange yet, so I figured why not. It’s okay so far.
I had considered other options, but in the end went for something fairly neutral. A horror movie was an option, but I’m not entirely sure about the idea of potentially clinging very tightly to each other. Similarly something romantic might have created an atmosphere I am still not sure I’m ready for.
So it was either this, or a comedy. Moana recently came out on disc, I believe. But I think this is fine.
[New chapter in the Cecilie and Linda story. Seems like letting this go is harder than I thought.]
This is the fifth time I’m trying to read this page, but my thoughts keeps wandering.
So I have a girlfriend now. I think? I’m dating a girl. I’ve never been entirely clear on where the line between ‘dating’ and ‘couple’ goes. One of those ‘you just know’ kind of deals, perhaps.
I sigh and put the book down. Guess I had to go through this eventually, might as well be now. I move over to the couch.
I’ve dated before, sure, but only once did it turn into anything more than that. That’s the only guy I’d actually consider an ex. Dating a girl… it’s not that I have ever exactly been opposed to the idea, it’s more that it hasn’t ever been an idea. Never occurred to me. Between growing up in the country, and having a fairly small circle of friends, it wasn’t something that ever got brought up. Yet here I am.
Never really had cause to question my sexuality… er… actually, let’s not go there yet. I lean my head against a sofa cushion.
When it comes to dating I have always thought of it as getting to know each other better in such a way as to figure out whether or not you would work as a couple. A sort of interview process? Eesh, that sounds like such a cold way of putting it, actually. No matter how accurate it might be.
[Sequel to: Friendly Worries]
I arrive a little early, as I’m not the type to remember transport schedules. Still, it’s only like five minutes, and maybe she’s early too. You know, it would be nice if the weather could warm up a little faster. It’s supposed to be Spring now, but it doesn’t really feel like it.
She’s not there when I arrive, so I fiddle about with my phone while I wait. I really should have brought my ear muffs.
A few minutes later I hear: “Hi, Linda!” and I look up to see Cecilie walk over. “I hope you’ve not been waiting long?” I’d say she almost sounds giddy. What is she planning?
“Nah, don’t worry about it.” I smile, then I notice what she’s wearing. That’s fancier than I expected.
[Main story: Smooth Operator]
“I’m s-sorry, I-I have t-to… go. Now.”
And off she goes. Before I am able to think of anything else to say, she is gone. Do I go after her? It looked like she was about to run though, and she’s more fit than me. I doubt I could catch up.
Cecilie is a good friend. Basically my only friend here. Neither of us have really socialised much here at uni, but due to sitting close to each other in lectures, we ended up bonding.