Page 10 of Biggest Player

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Margot:

So what’s your answer?

Me:

Depends on the day you ask—this app is turning into a disaster. So I guess the answer is playing football in real life is the best way to get myself laid LOLOL.

Margot:

Guess I shouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to hear the answer #CarefulWhatYouWishFor

Me:

Why are you asking me about getting laid, anyway? Is adding to your body count your goal? You want to fuck a football star, honey?

A red stop sign appears on my screen, asking if I meant to send a message containing profanity and giving me the option to cancel the message—or send it.

I hit send.

Fuck it.

I said what I said.

Margot:

Whoa. Are you asking me if I want toSleepwith you??

Me:

I wasn’t asking you to sleep with me. I was asking ifYourgoal on this app was to sleep with a football player! Or to sleep around, because that’s not what I’m here for.

I don’t point out to Margot that on a whim I could close my eyes and run a finger down the list in my phone, text any number of the contacts, and have a girl down on her knees within ten minutes. Twenty if there’s too much traffic.

Me:

I’m not the cleat chaser here, sweetie.

Margot:

Don’t call me sweetie. You don’t know me.

Well.

This isn’t going well.

In fact, I’m beginning to miss Claire.

I take several seconds to exit the chat to give Margot’s profile a glance, something I probably should have done before messaging her back in the first place.

Margot, 29

Single mom.

Fun professional who loves adventure. Date nights.

Spontaneous weekends, board games.

Loves: trying new food and restaurants.

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