Dream Story - Part 12

I still do not know whether to contact him or not. Is it too early? Nathan seemed like such a lovely guy...
How will I decide? Maybe I should toss for it? Pull sticks? Use one of those balls you shake with the number eight in it? Oh, I do not know.
I curled my hair today. I think it looks nice.
Roger said, "You look like a poodle darling."
"Oh, I know you still miss him," he started when I crumpled, "But you've got to move on! Maybe giving this guy a go is the next step. He looks hot in his photograph!"
"But what if that's all he is? The next step?" he put his hand on my worried shoulder.
"He's not. He's just. You're escape!"
"My escape!" I was rattled, "That sounds worse."
"Well, what is he then?! If you don't like the idea then just ditch the phone number! Eff off!"
"Roger! Look, I'm sorry. I know you are only trying to help. How have you and Oscar been going for so long?"
He sat down beside me, "We just click. You know. It's meant to be. we love each other. That's how it works babe. or it doesn't."
He rubbed my shoulder, "I've thrown it all away!" I fall, the duvet covering my face, I cry into it.
This day is not over yet but I wish it was.