Hey so I was thinking… Will you please hurry up and grow to balls to ask me out or at least talk to me about what’s going on with us? Because dude, tonight proved that you are so not my only option. You know this, I know you do. So, as my roommate has said, please, “grow a pair”… or just knock it off. Even that girl we both think is bat shit crazy told me not to mess with fickle boys, and I’m starting to consider putting you in that category. Because this is getting really freaking old.