I've been in a relationship with my boyfriend for 2 months but we've been best friends for 3 years.
I roll my eyes at her, stopping dead in my tracks by the coat hooks.
"At least let me get my jacket," I snap, delving into the lumpy masses.
It’s one of my most passionate topics (no pun intended)–the debate over America’s system of recreational dating.
I’ll say up front, this is a topic I am burdened about as it relates to Christians; many find my stance absurd, and I would fully expect that unbelievers would as well, so if your comment is simply an attack or jab, please refrain.
Eventually he will snap out of it and come back to her as if nothing occurred.
It's strange and bipolar behavior if you ask me LOL...
Being friends first always makes the next move awkward, there is a lot riding on it if it goes wrong.
He may think that you will not be friends if it goes badly.
Last night he referred to me "as a rabbit with the pick little thing hanging out" LOL.