'Coward,' I said to myself.
I dialed again. I hung up again.
"Coward." This time it was Hugo's voice. I gave him a dirty look as he walked passed me carrying a tray of pastries.
"Well, what am I supposed to say? Hi, Alex, I know the last time we went out my roommate tried to hop into bed with us and got vomit all over you, but hey, will you go out with me again?"
Hugo gave me a dirty look.
"Well?!?!" I cried out, exasperated.
I mean, I actually liked this girl. She was bright and pretty and had a great body. We had a lot of fun that night. Until Mike arrived doing his best imitation of "The Exorcist."
"I swear, Hugo, I'm gonna kill that guy." I whined to Hugo.
"I'm sure you'll have to get in line, sweetness," Hugo retorted. "Mike's got a lot of number one fans who want to get his hands on him."
I contemplated my cafe au lait, fantasizing alternately about strangling Mike and doing it with Alex. She was one hot babe!
"You don't know anything 'less you try it...call her," I heard Hugo mutter loudly under his breath. Hugo likes to do that sort of subliminal seduction. Rather than say "I told you so," or "do as I do" or "I told you so," he just mutters what he thinks under his breath until you can't stand his muttering anymore so you shut up and listen.
"Call her," he muttered as he passed the table again.
Fed up, and mad at myself, I got up and dialed Alex's number again.
