When a night out gets cancelled early due to a drunk friend, two boyfriends discuss what to do next in this scene.
The drive had been close to an hour both ways. We hadn’t spent that much time in the club, not even close. Only a few songs. Lydia would have to learn to pace herself. I didn’t give that advice in the silence of the ride back home. There was just the radio playing softly and soothing noises from Alicia.
Our first double date wasn’t a huge success. But that was the good thing about having first experiences: it took away the nerves and things could only get better.
Despite very little quality time with my boyfriend and too much time with an annoying drunk girl, I was optimistic. Alicia was fine to drive when we got back to Luke’s house, and we said goodbye and then Luke and I headed inside to change while we discussed ways to salvage our night.
“Ice cream?” he suggested.
That wasn’t a terrible idea and we already ate earlier, but I only asked, “You think I’m a cheap date?”
“That French place we went to before?” he suggested. Oh god.
“Don’t even joke about that,” I warned.
“You started it.”
“Okay, ice cream is fine.” Was this night better or worse than the French food date? They were both bad in different ways.
Luke saw me thinking unpleasant thoughts. “Hey, it’s not that bad,” he told me gently. I sent him a very unimpressed look. “Alright,” he amended. “It wasn’t great, but it wasn’t you and me that ruined anything. It’s totally Lydia’s fault.”
I thought about that. “Yeah, that makes me feel better.”
He shook his head. “Because you’re a terrible person.”
“I am getting all the toppings and three scoops,” I told him seriously.
Luke scoffed. “You won’t even eat that.”
“That’s not the ice cream I’m getting to eat.” I smiled sweetly. “It’s the one I’m getting to spite you.”
“Okay, now you’re the one ruining it,” he said but with a smile.
-This is an outtake from One Little Lie