I know the feeling. Let me know if you want someone to play through it before you turn it in.
It goes well! It’s the last bit of the piece, so it’s really just putting everything together, you know?
I do! I’d love to! The cello is actually my favorite stringed instrument to listen to. I’d be honored if you wanted to work on something together.
Thanks, I’ll definitely let you know.
Yeah, I do, actually.
Really? That’s awesome. I’d love to work on something together. Maybe we can brainstorm what piece we’d like to do?
I guess I’m just… never mind. Yes. Yeah, I would like that.
Yeah? You’re sure? Because you don’t sound sure. You need to be sure.
I think it probably is bad form. But I don’t think I mind.
I definitely do mind you sweet talking my father though, all compliments for my fabulous Hummel genetics should be directed to me.
Oh well, look at me being a rebel I guess.
C’mon. I thought sweet talking your Dad would just prove what an awesome roommate I am, and therefore he wouldn’t worry about you. See, it really was all about your comfort.
I didn’t mean to sting you. Or hurt you. I swear I was trying to be nice. I promise I won’t say anything like that again.
Oh, um. Thanks. No one has. It is nice to hear.
I really am sorry. I didn’t mean… just sorry.
What? But you just… um … I’m confused. Are you being serious right now?
I’m sure you didn’t. I don’t think you are capable of being mean intentionally. I’m really not mad at you.
Why are you confused? I’m being serious. I’m asking you out.
There’s always something to work on, in my experience. Right now I’m tackling the viola section of a quartet piece I’m writing.
Yes, you are right about that. Just extra pressure when it is an assignment I guess.
Really? How is it going?
You play piano, right? Uh..don’t suppose you’d want to duet sometime? Obviously there are some brilliant Piano/Cello duets.
Oh, yes. I think it was him. How long have you been writing music? What do you play?
Everything is going good for me. I’m meeting people and trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. I know I have time, but still.
Oh wow. I guess I’ve been writing since I was about thirteen? Seriously writing since fifteen or sixteen? I play the cello. I started when I was five.
Glad to hear things are going well. I know we all felt a little overwhelmed when we got here. But you do have time, try not to stress too much about figuring it out.
You know, I think it’s bad form to sweettalk your roommate.
You think? I thought it was just being nice. If you’d like, I can take it back.
But, your Dad really did have a pretty eyeball. I can’t lie.
Wow. You are very specific, aren’t you. Fine. I guess I could take it back if it makes you uncomfortable. Even if I still think it is true.
Thanks. Those compliments are very nice. Honestly, no one has ever said anything like that to me before. So it isn’t so much disbelief as total surprise that anyone sees anything like that in me.
But all right, I am willing to concede that for whatever reason, you are solo.
I still think it won’t last all that long.
Maybe we should go back to talking about music or whatever. This conversation is going well. It feels like I’ve made you mad and I’m not sure what I did wrong.
I don’t want you to take it back. It just stung a bit to be shoved into a group and slapped with a label.
As long as you understand they weren’t said to be nice. I said them because I believe them. I don’t do dishonesty or flattery well. Honestly, I cannot believe no one has said anything like that to you before.
You’ve not made me mad, and you didn’t necessarily do anything wrong. I don’t like people making assumptions about me because of how I appear. Nor do I like it to happen to anyone else. If anything, it was a misunderstanding.
What would you say if I asked you out?
I think you are forgetting that we spent like 10 hours together last weekend. I won’t say I know you like super well but I do know you a bit. You practically glow when you talk about things you love. You’re smart, very nice and yup, really hot.
This isn’t flattery. Just truth.
Trust me, the two people I’ve even tried anything on with have demonstrated to me that I’m not exactly in … well, your league I guess would be the right way to say it.
I didn’t want to wreck a potential new friendship by doing anything stupid like that.
Did that once already since I got here. I am not going to screw up like that again.
Thank you. But, that’s not what you said originally. So, I had no basis to know that you thought anything like that. I’m sorry for putting you on the spot, it just did not set right.
You aren’t in my league? Pretty sure that I’m the only one that gets to determine that. I spent the same amount of time with you, and I think that besides your obvious intelligence, you are also kind and compassionate. You are passionate about what you want to do, and have the confidence to go after it. You adore your family, which places you in my very high esteem. You also have the most devastatingly blue eyes that I’ve ever seen and I sorta wanted to play with your curls. But I also think that you won’t believe anything I just said. Because you think you are out of my league and therefore wouldn’t be interested.
I understand wanting to make friends. I very much want the same thing. I didn’t expect to be asked out. (Though I don’t believe asking me out would have been stupid.) I was just illustrating my point. I don’t have this line of people waiting at my door.
Yeah, you know. The hot ones.
Nah, you just have been in breakup zone. You don’t see then. Even my sister gets down on herself then and she’s never down on herself.
Trust me, I’ve been told I am very smart.
This is the part where I think I’m supposed to say thank you. And, yes, I’m flattered. But, it kind of makes me feel like you are making an awful big assumption about me because of my appearance.
My face or body or whatever may get me looked at, and maybe even get me a date, but then when that person finds out that I spend the majority of my time with a gigantic piece of wood between my legs, and not the happy, fun kind, they tend to frown and leave. I’m also not a person that randomly hooks up with just anyone, and that puts a damper on things too.
I’ve been ‘on the market’ for nearly a year. If I’m that marketable, why didn’t you ask me out.