Back home in good old South Park. I am sitting with my laptop in my lap trying to think of some good poems for birthday's, romantic nature. I am not really feeling inspired due to recent events. Kyle has always been my muse and now it's kind of gone. I frown at my blank screen. The more I write the more money I make but you can't force inspiration. I hear my phone alert me to a text. I reach over and grab my cell.
Kyle: Hey what are you up to?
Lunch with Kyle went great. I was still a nervous mess. Dinner with Catherine that evening was fine. She so damn perfect it makes me sick.
Stan: Sitting here writing but I am taking a little break. Everything okay?
Kyle: Yeah everything is fine. Was watching some old Terrance and Phillip and thought about you.
Makes feel like he is all sweet and thoughtful but I know that is not the case. He just misses our friendship.
Kyle: I will be in South Park in two weeks.
Stan: Why?
Kyle: Did you forget about the house I am having built. I am coming to see how the building is going along. I know they are builders with licenses but I still feel the need to check their work.
Stan: I didn't forget. I hope they are building it the way you want.
Kyle: They better! Are you going to show me your place and how much things have changed in South Park?
He is asking me? Part of me is thrilled and another part of me is scared. I was emotionally drained by the end by the end of the trip. Trying to not show any romantic feeling towards him was a lot harder than I thought. Especially with him being all nice to me.
Stan: Of course dude, will Catherine be joining us?
Kyle: Naw, she doesn't want to come to South Park.
Wow, that doesn't sound very supportive. I try to think of what to say.
Stan: She doesn't want to see the house?
Kyle: She does only when it is finished. We would only be staying in South Park during my off seasons. I am much too busy to come there during the season. I just miss being there. Is it okay if I call you?
Stan: Sure
After a minute I hear my phone ring. I answer right away.
"Hello,"
"Hey Stan, sorry I didn't feel like texting kind of just wanted to hear your voice." I feel myself blushing.
"Um no problem," I reply. "Shouldn't you be out enjoying so fabulous party or something?
"I am pretty much past the partying stage besides I have a fiancée and I don't really need to be out there. Cat on the other hand still likes to go out and party from time to time. She is out tonight with her girlfriends." Of course she is. "What are you writing?"
"I am trying to write some romantic birthday cards. I am just not in the mood to write them at the moment."
"You write cards? I thought you wrote books?"
I laugh. "One day maybe but for now I will just stick to my cards."
"What kind of cards do you write?"
"Nothing too special. Birthday, valentine day mostly. I like to write romantic cards. They are much funnier for me."
"Makes me wonder if I have ever purchased one of your cards."
"Maybe," I reply trying not flirt but he sounds so cute right now.
"Well let me help you get inspired. Romantic huh? Anyone you interested in?"
I sigh. "I told you I am not into anyone or looking to be into anyone."
"So you don't have any crushes at all? Come on, you have to like someone? Even it is just a little."
"What if I do. I mean I am not going to date him. I don't like thinking of him in that manner."
"This guy was helping you with your writing I mean why not use him a little bit longer? I know that came out horribly wrong." I chuckle.
"Just a little"
"Tell me what you have in mind right now to write. How would you tell this guy happy birthday?"
"Kyle, I am really not in the mood to do this. It's fine. I know I will come up with something."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure,"
"Fine, I want to be the first person to hear this new poem okay?"
"You can proof read it as long as you don't share it with anyone. This is my lively hood you know."
"I would never do that to you,"
"Just checking," Kyle and I ended up talking another 2 hours without realizing it. I was starting to fall asleep on the phone. "Kyle I have to go dude. I am tired."
"Okay you party pooper. I will talk to you later. Goodnight Stan."
"Goodnight Kyle."