Hermod sighed and flopped into a chair. “I was seeing this girl. She was fun, gorgeous, exciting, sweet, amazing, loving and totally out of my league. But she seemed like she wanted to be with me. I thought we were doing really great.”
He took a piece of chocolate and dipped it into the ranch dressing before popping it into his mouth. “Then she comes over, we have sex and she says she can’t see me any more. I know she likes me. She was upset when she broke up with me. This is disgusting.”
The messenger moved the dip away from the chocolate. “What am I suppose to do? Go after her even though she said not to? Oh! Maybe someone is making her break up with me. I hadn’t thought of that before. You want a beer?” He went over to the bar and pulled two bottles from the refrigerator.