hmm… i don’t know what is going on…
last nite/this early morning was nice.
the band played a great set.
he catered to me… which surprised me a little.
i mean, it’s great that we are good friends.
but it’s also nice to be treated like a lady.
and nice to be considered attractive.
but later on in the evening Mr. N asked me, “what’s up with you and Mr. P?”
“to tell you the truth… i dunno…” i replied. “why do you ask? has Mr. P said something?”
“just wondering, really…” said Mr. N.
“well… i’m kinda just going with the flow… i mean… i’m sure you know how Mr. P is… a little reserved…”
to this Mr. N responded, “actually, i wouldn’t know. i’m just his band mate.”
now… what the heck is going on???
