Page 31 of Falling for my Best Friend

“No, but I never get the feeling.”

“No butterflies? No stomach dropping out from under you?”

I shook my head. “It was purely physical. Like painting by numbers, ya know? Satisfyingly predictable but completely forgettable.”

She sighed. “Where have all the cowboys gone?”

“Maybe they all died in the nineties along with that song.”

“Maybe.” She pulled out her phone. “I guess I was just hoping you’d have some good news for me. I’m kind of nervous about meeting this guy I got matched up with.”

“Let’s see him,” I said, reaching for her phone. A beautiful blue eyed boy toy stared back at me in head to toe green. He was holding a glass shoe filled with green beer. “He’s adorable.”

“And totally my type, right?”

“Lookswise.”

“Plus, I love St. Patrick’s Day, too.”

“Let’s hope that’s not the only thing you have in common.”

“Anyway, he seems really sweet so far- not sleazy at all- and it’s been a while since I… ya know?”

“Well if I got lucky and broke my dry spell, I don’t see why you shouldn’t get lucky, too.” I handed the phone back to her. “Especially if this guy has the luck of the Irish on his side.”

“Fingers crossed.”

“But you know better than to get your hopes up before a Tinder date, Fi. You’re just setting yourself up to get hurt that way.”

“I know.” She looked at the guy one last time and slipped her phone in her purse. “I guess I’m just getting kind of sick of this whole scene.”

“What scene?”

She shrugged. “The Tinder scene.”

“Oh?”

“Like it was a great novelty in the beginning, and it made it so easy to meet new people, but now it feels so cheap.”

“I know what you mean.”

“I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like now that I’ve been using it for a while, I’ve started to feel like people are more… disposable. Does that make sense?”

“It does.”

“I mean, I actually swipe people who aren’t even in my phone, like people on the sidewalk even.”

“I know. I’ve caught you doing it a few times. Your eyes give you away.”

“It’s like no one in my world is safe from being swiped. It’s ridiculous.”

“It’s not like we’re gonna be on it forever.”

“But how long is too long?” she asked. “It’s actually gotten to the point where I’ll check the app while I’m on dates if the guy goes to the bathroom or something.”

“They’re probably up to the same shit.”

The boy came back with our drinks and we thanked him.

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