So he said hi, and ever so politely (WE ARE SO POLITE) invited me to a party he was throwing that evening, and gave me his number to call in case they got too loud. I said thanks, knowing I would do neither of those things. Go to a party where I know no one? Call and tell someone to be quiet when they're having fun and I'm a sad loner alone being lonely?
Voices carry from his place (which makes me wonder if they carry from mine...) and I just overheard:
"I actually have a fair amount of coke left over from last night. Not that I'm complaining."
Clearly I should have gone, then.
I mean, unless he was talking about soda.