On Sunday while I was out wandering around Cambridge with my uncle, I got a surprise phone call from Joel. Gosh, after months of always having to stalk Joel in order to keep in touch with him, I'm suddenly hearing from Joel quite a bit these days...
When I told him that the traditional Younger Member's drinks were being held on Wednesday this week, he told me he would join me there. Wow, seeing Joel twice in one week! This might be some kind of record...
When I arrived, I saw a few Younger Members I recognised, so I joined them, and was soon joined by other randoms. I introduced around those I knew, and made the acquaintance of those I did. There was a member named Jose who I had not met before, who had brought a guest named Hugh with him, who seemed rather nice. American (he went to GW), but also French (as he'd gone to some French university I couldn't recognise or pronounce). Obviously fluent in both languages, and I found it hard to figure out whether he was American-born who learned French or the other way around. Rather cute and I enjoyed his company, although I wasn't sure if he had any real interest or just saw me as a way to pass the time as well.
Joel arrived, and I greeted him, grabbed him a drink, and engaged him in conversation. We chatted a bit about his recent break-up and how much fun he'd had at the beer pong tournament on Saturday. It was really sweet as Joel kept talking about how nice all of my friends are, and how much fun he'd had at the tournament.
I can't remember how it came up, but despite my best intentions not to talk to him about it, I found myself telling Joel about what had happened with Roofie's Brother on Saturday. To which Joel replied, "But he's really attractive!"
Wow. Okay, so I love Joel, but damn can he say the most insulting things at times! I mean, is he implying that I'm not attractive enough for a guy like that? Okay, so yes, I've had the same feeling of insecurity myself, and probably why until last Saturday I'd never thought Roofie's Brother had any interest in me as anything other than a friend. Needless to say, it was probably the worst thing Joel could have said, feeding into my insecurities and worries about why I haven't heard from the guy since.
I was totally charmed when the banqueting staff brought out some leftover sausages and chicken from an event that must have been happening, and the staff head told me that they were for our group. How kind of them!
Of course Joel and I couldn't manage to stay in conversation with just the two of us very long, and so we were soon joined by others. He then got himself into a discussion with some random girl who I didn't know, and she said her shoes hurt and so they sat down to chat. I couldn't tell if Joel was enjoying his conversation or just being polite, so I kept checking in on them every so often, but he seemed okay. I guess it was more than that however, as later on I learned that Joel had gone home with her!
As it was though, we stayed and were chatting until after the bar closed at midnight, at which point the four of us remaining realised it was time to go. When we got to the door, the girl that we thought was with us suddenly disappeared and we kept waiting and waiting for her as I realised the time to catch the Tube was ticking away. Finally, I just insisted that we should go, but tried not to comment when Joel set out walking the wrong way to get back to the Tube station that would take him home to Putney.
I instead took off in the correct direction with a lovely if yet overly-enthusiastic young pup who kept talking about how he needed to have me over his house for a cheese tasting. Not wanting to survive this the entire Tube journey home, I bid him adieu at the Tube station and claimed I was going to walk up to Bond Street. Doing so caused me to miss my connection, and so I caught a bus home, making it back to mine at nearly 1 AM.
At which point I texted Joel to let him know I was home safely, and was surprised while I was in bed at 1:30 AM to receive a text from him saying, "Remind me to tell you why I'm now on a sofa in Kentish Town x" Remembering the conversation we'd been having when leaving the club, I remembered that the girl he'd been chatting to had lived in Kentish Town. He continued, "So that girl who disappeared in the club..." I told him I knew who he was with, to which he replied, "Yes. Am I a bad person? (she is rather pretty) x" I told him simply to have some fun, which got me, "As always. She invited me to sleep on her sofa. Which I am now doing. Girls are strange. Right, I'm off to sleep - in a really weird sleeping bag that I'm kind of blaming on you x"
Silly boy, who hooks up with anyone on a Wednesday night? I have to admit, I was rather amused, and feeling like there was a bit of justice in the world to reward him for his rude comments of earlier. Ah but after 10 years, I still adore Joel...stupid boy that he is, he always manages to make me laugh!
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