Are you emotionally unavailable, and therefore pretty uncomfortable?

From Create Your Own Story

Melanie, you tell yourself, this isn't the time. Your hormonal instincts took control for a second, but your consciousness and your conscience isn't ready. Wave the white flag. Time to retreat.

"Mike," you say, furrowing your brow in the best display of sympathy you can muster, "I'm sorry. I got tempted by the thought of you changing your clothes, and I acted on it. It was stupid of me."

Michael perks an eyebrow. "I wouldn't say it was stupid of you. I'm not mad about it." He looks down at his mostly naked self. "Well, obviously, but--"

"No, no, it was stupid of me because I'm not ready to be with a guy right now."

"Who said anything about--?"

You hold up your hands. "I'm sorry, Mike, I've... I've gotta go. I'm really sorry I just screwed up our entire evening. It was really nice seeing you again, but I really have to go. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. We'll keep in touch, and maybe we can do this again sometime, but... but just... just not right now." Michael is speechless, unable to respond right away, so you take it as your window of opportunity to escape the situation you've gotten yourself into. Way to go, Mel, you think to yourself as you head upstairs and pull your coat off the coat rack.

Draping your coat over your shoulders, you keep glancing back to the basement stairwell, half expecting Michael to come bounding up trying to get an explanation, or to try and convince you to stay. Either way, he doesn't come back up, lets you leave.

Just like last time.

Relieved that you brought your own car, you check your pocket for your keys, head outside, and get behind the wheel. You take a moment to stare at the house, standing dark against the night sky and the distant lights from in town. It's your last chance to go in and apologize and have a good evening, but you turn your ignition key, shift into reverse, and back away.

Just like last time.

THE END