I hadn't been single since I was fourteen, and being without someone was different. Good different. Bad different.
I didn't know.
I rang Alice, told her what had happened. She rather enjoyed it. Went for a whole 'serves you right' pitch. I listened to her, because it was my fault and I should go through the pain.
"Are you alright?" She asked finally, after biting my ear off for about half an hour.
"Yeah. you know, I think I was just so over whelmed by university. And, I messed up. But I'm finding my 'single' feet so I'll just use it as a learning experience."
"So you called me why?"
"Because despite everything, I'd still rather talk to you than anyone else."
"Hmm, and there's the charm."
"You're so charming. That's why you've not been single for years. Everyone falls in love with you."
"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that there is no way you're going to remain single, because there will be someone else there who thinks you're hot and wants you."
"I can be single."
"So what if I came over and asked you out? Or we started hanging out and you had all the feelings you used to have? What then?"
"Well if I wanted to go out with you, I'd ask."
"There. You see? All it takes is someone to make you feel wanted, which is easy when you've just broken up, and you're there. You have no self control when it comes to women."
"I suppose. So what do I do?"
"Focus on your work. I'll come up next week, and see how you're doing."
"You don't have to, I mean, you don't have to be nice to me. I was horrible."
"I guess I'm one of those women who you've ensnared."
"Yeah? I am so sorry for hurting you."
"I know. Now give up. Get on with your work. And as for the fact you're sharing a room with her... early mornings and late nights. You'll never see her."
"Yeah. Thanks Alice. I owe you."