Friendship or not

The age gap is a very important thing. Not just legally, but, if the age gap is too high, you just can not talk. It is just awkvard. Sometimes it is okay, but the interests are just not the same. That is a fact.

For me, us, there is a lot to talk about, that should not be a problem. What I am concerned about is the relationship's kind and what society will think about it. The guy for me is perfect, since we have a lot in common, but, people can ruin it, since social standards are broader, than our way of thinking.

- Simon: Sooo, well, you must be Alex. I mean only because of the description and others, but if not, then I speak to someone I definetly does not have to so sorry, but I would be more, than glad, if I found you, since you know... Both my eyes and my intuition will not need a check and eye doctors or who are not cheap as I heard, but as your pupils getting bigger and you are not running away, yet, you must be her/him, I do not judge, what I do is shut up, since after this, you will!

Soooo cute, I mean, whaat, maybe an act, maybe geniune, but still, I hope he did not end going to someone else before me, because, you know... Yeah, that would be the crazyman and the girl saying both doubtable, both laughable things. But today I am a girl, yes a girl, maybe I hit him with it but I came as one, I am one.

- Me: You got the right person, noproblemo from that side, but go to the place or we might float away.

- Simon: Yes, great idea, though just a handshake is it okay?

- Me: I mean yes. I am Alex 14, gender: doctor killerly doubted, for now introvert highschooler, killing it.

Yeeeah. I mean we did not really talk about age... That can be a party pooper, also gender whaat? What am I doing? Though good line for starting a catastrophic situation if you think about it...

- Simon: I am Simon 17 to 18, shocked.

We looked up, time stopped...

Yeah, I can speak on a higher level and he can on a lower, than our age. Thoooouuuuugh yeah. This is a situation, where I want to be at the edge of the world alone looking in front of me with deadfish eyes...

- Simon: Walk and talk. For the record. I know you are younger. At least for now. I have no ideas, since that would kill my pride and I would not be okay with that too. I really want to be friends and I mean FRIENDS, not other, I know, that there is that girls and boys can not be, but trying is always an option. (Jokes on you, like super jokes on you man, I am sorry, but inside I am rolling on the floor.) For now drink a coffee, then we think about it, you always have the option of saying no, it is not my poison.

-Me: Okay, drinks on me. I will drop a bomb, but sorry, the main thing should be, that we do not interfere or influence the other in any way. Is that cool with you?

He nodded and sighed. But this is not a big deal... I mean, now I am about to end this boys whole career. I will do it. Yes.

I went to powder my nose I mean to the men's toilet, if they do that.

His eyes were just... I nearly fell on the floor, I laughed so hard. After the thing, I used the blue stuff to make an actual pant, since I could and a fingerless glove.

I came out in that slim-fit farmer, glock on my side, still laughing, but trying to hold back.

-Me: You know... Alex is a name for both kind. And I am actually, biologically that. Now at least you only have to concern about my age.

-Simon: I am shocked, though it is even better.

He made a smug face and started laughing. I got the smug joke, but yet again... I try and fall on my head.

I think, he was shocked, but he really wanted a friend, not a girl for a night with an excuse. Though the joke to make must have been really hard, all respects to him, but still, this was his way to say, that he became friends with a sound and a writing something, not a girl he might get. What he might wanted to say, that I can bring it on...

-Me: Oh shit, I wanted that one.

-Simon: Sorry, though still not into little ones. Also, if you think pistols are manly, welll, you might want to rethink, since they are more illegal, soooo can we be friends or are we robbing this establishment?

After that, we spoke for a few hours, we laughed about that, at least he does not have to lead me home, like a gentlemen. I explained everything and he said, okay, be friends, but publically try not to meet, because 3 years are barely okay, but 4 is not, not just for him, hopefully everyone. So we can meet, but after this deadly gambling with society, search less crowded places and he hopes I have no wings too or whatsoever. We also deleted the app, since he said the truth, he wanted 1 friend and not more. He is a nice guy.

It was good. It is like waking up from a bad dream. He writes me, I write him, nothing can be losed, we are just being 2 persons, talking about stuff. My other secret will be another day or month or at least a few years, but he is nice.

That is how I got a friend. Now I can lean on somebody like me.