So the guy I went out with the other night and messed around with tonight just informed me that apparently his primary partner is not all right with what went down. While they’d talked it all out and whatnot beforehand, she’s really upset and uncomfortable, so he may not be able to see me anymore.

Which, ugh, sucks. Because I feel guilty, even though I know this isn’t my fault. And it stinks because I have to go to this munch alone tomorrow, which terrifies me. And I was like happy to think I’d found someone to have fun with out here.

Sigh. I hate this.