I sat up in bed wearing a pair of black gym pants, phone in hand as I read a text from Clayton.
Clay: I wasn't ready bum though
Gabe: I don't understand how someone with such a hairy face can have a smooth butt
Clay: I guess Jon Snow does know something- about hair removal
I snorted, laying back on the bed and laying on my side. It had been few days since Clayton and I had been out. He texted me almost right after we parted ways, and it had become almost a thing for us.
Clay: hey so, Me and a couple of friends are going bowling tomorrow around 630. You should come :)
I pondered for a moment. I didn't know his friends, I know I wouldn't feel comfortable, but this could be the start of something. And I needed to show him I could put myself out there, that I wasn't afraid. Even though I was terrified.
Gabe: how many is a couple?
Clay: Richie, his girlfriend Amanda, my buddy Timothy, and his boyfriend Curtis. I would be the fifth wheel, so I'd love a friend there. If you don't that's fine. I understand short notice.
Gabe: I'd love to sounds fun
Clay: Great! I can pick you up around 530 if you'd like -if you're home. we can go for lunch?
Tomorrow was Friday, and I didn't have work at the restaurant. I bit my lip thinking.
I could easily go into Deems early and be off by noon-ish without a problem. Him picking me up at home? A drive in that truck. Might as well call me spent now because I don't think I'd last in that truck.
Gabe: See you then :)