He’ll kill me if he finds out I spilled the beans
He didn’t want to tell you in case it didn’t work out
Abigail
Pun intended?
“Ach, fuck it.” Ian chuckled to himself, Kibble bouncing along with his chest. Cleverandfunny… It wasn’t fair.
You
Just when I thought you couldn’t be more perfect
Abigail
I can’t believe he didn’t tell me about the gym
You
He’s terrified of letting you down
I told him it’s bullshit but you know how he is
Just let him set his own pace, he’ll be fine
Abigail
Thank you, Ian
I don’t know what I’d do without you
Ian didn’t have the guts to reply to that. Anything he might say would be hypocritical.
Except maybe one thing.
You
Phil is lucky to have you
He meant it, but most of it was mere projecting. It was what he’d wished Iris or whatever her name was had told him instead of taking Jamie from him. It seemed so trivial now — Jamie, their story, their breakup… Now that he had Phil as a benchmark, none of that felt relevant. He’d suffered, he’d moved on, wound closed over, full stop. Moving on from Phil would be a whole different challenge.
After switching chats, he stared for a long while at the flickering line in the empty text box. It’d be a long day tomorrow, but the more he stalled, the harder it’d be for everyone. He understood why Phil was so conflicted, but one of them had to be the bigger man and make the ugly decisions before someone got hurt.
You
We need to talk
A couple of minutes later there was already a reply.
Handsome
That sounds ominous
What did I do?
You
You exist