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Last night, to escape the tranquillized waters of the suburbs (see my previous post on Suburban Summer Survival), my friend Alec invited me to make the 45 minute drive to the nearest city to hang out at his apartment and bar - hop. I jumped in my mom’s Honda before he could promise me free drinks.
Well, to make a long story short, the free drinks soon found themselves in my throat and come 3 a.m., I was still rather sloshed with no relief in sight (although I was collected enough to realize that this is precisely why I prefer to walk everywhere). For the time being, though, I could hardly put one foot in front of the other, let alone navigate mom’s Honda back to the ‘burbs.
Alec, ever the gentleman and a treasured friend since we starred together in The Sound of Music our sophomore year of high school, kindly offered to put me up for the night. However, the minimalist decorator he is, there were very few options for a sleeping arrangement: I could sleep on the floor, or I could sleep in his bed. With him. Or he could sleep on the floor, but I hate to inconvenience a gracious host.
So we slept together in his (twin) bed. We went to bed back - to - back (I think) but woke up semi - spooning. We have no romantic history, but it’s always been there: he’s a guy, I’m a girl, we get along really well, maybe we should date? But the timing was never really right. Until now?
I’m left feeling weird about the entire experience. The whole thing felt like an illicit affair — I woke up in the morning totally disoriented, eyeliner caked on my face, kind of in my friend’s arms… and promptly had to throw up. Talk about a hangover. I know nothing physical happened, but I feel like the innocent intimacy of this situation transcends a drunken hookup.
I wonder: can literally sleeping together be more than really sleeping together?
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Hahaha, the illustration that goes with this post is totally misleading. I admire you and your friend’s courtesy and self-control. When I find myself in this situation, people always end up naked -_-
Ha, story of my life!
That is exactly how my current relationship started. The woman that I have been dating for 3 years and I had become excellent friends and I often found myself wondering why all of the ladies that I was dating at the time were not as fun or as easy to get along with as her. One night we were at a party together and all of our other friends had turned in early. We were both too drunk to make it all the way to her apartment so I offered my apartment as a closer refuge for the night. We went to bed back to back and woke up spooning just the same as you had. When we woke up we didn’t really feel akward and we didn’t really feel comfortable with it either. Anyway, to make a long story short we started to hang out more and more just the two of us and we finally both came to the realization that it was just a small step to move from our great friends status to that of a couple. At first it was difficult and strange to convert to thinking of each other as a lover instead of a friend but we soon got used to the idea and we are celebrating our 3 year anniversary on the 6th. GO FOR IT!
i think that you guys FUcKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! don’t fuckin lie to yourselves ….. bcuz i have woken up many times in the same position and let me tell you we didnt just sleep !!!!!!! and yes i was DRUNK!!!!!! and high and TRIPPED THE FUK OUT!!!!! and spooning is not the best position, i prefer the backwards helicopter …….. but anyways moving you fuked and hes GAY!!!!! thanks bye!
Happened with me and one of my guy friends while (kind of randomly) staying the night with a high school bud of mine. On a couch. It was definitely major snuggle-tube, and we’re still kind of retarded and not back in the normal friend zone.
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