Wait, he said what?

On Monday, August 12, 2024, Alvin texted me. He introduced himself, gave some details of how we met and wondered whether I still remembered him. Of course I did. We chatted a bit like casual friends and called it a night. The following day, we talked a bit more. On Wednesday, he just wished me a good morning. On Thursday of that same week, I got a text from Alvin’s cousin. 

Tamar: So I gave my cousin Alvin your number…I talked to him on monday. He asked about you and your stories. I told him you have a website. Let me send him the link to echoes over coffee. Goodnight 😴

Me: Yeah, he texted me and said hi.

A month passed and Alvin called. When I saw the missed call, I texted him. I was busy with work and he was watching a series on Netflix. We said good night, and hoped to catch up another time. 

Three days later, on Thursday, September 12, was my birthday. Alvin texted me and wished me a wonderful day. That week on Sunday, he texted and asked if I had gone to church. From there, the conversation continued; I asked why he had really gotten in touch. 

Alvin: Yeah just here remembering the first day we met and all the things that followed thereafter

Me: Naye Alvin. Nothing happened between us. I was a damsel in distress. I needed help, and you offered. 

Alvin: All the little that happened happened. That’s all.

Alvin: …here thinking you hadn’t found me in my little square place.

Me: Little square place?

Alvin: Am looking around me and say I’ve come from far. 

Me: So in brief, you’re simply bragging about staying in a better place.

Alvin: Go away no dear😂 Anyway if you want a teasy and touchy experience you can hit me up at this new place.

Me: Thank you for the generous offer but I will pass. I’m counting on the husband God gives me, to be the one to give me the teasy and touchy experiences☺️

Alvin: It was not generous per say, it was limited only for like today and forever 😂 Sometimes there are hot moments when you really need it, and someone can come through for you.

Me: I understand. But unfortunately I’m not in that line of trade😅 (If only he knew that I get paid to be like Jesus!)

Alvin: I know. I hope I won’t tempt you visually. It’s a soft way of forcing you want it.

Me: Alvin….. please stop.

Alvin: I have not done anything.

Me: Don’t text me those things. Let’s keep healthy boundaries. 

Alvin: Anyway I will just leave that card to you, if it’s to the line you still can play it! No further crossing that boundary.

Me: Again, thank you but nah.

Alvin: I get you … 🤗(He inserted my sur name, which I have removed)

Alvin: I’d want to send you lunch. Here eating.

Me: I’ve already eaten, thank you.

Alvin: Nice 😊

Me: heneway, if you know of someone that is a serious Christian, looking for a serious relationship that can potentially lead to marriage, give them my number. Preferably 31-35 years of age. We go like that 🤝

Alvin: Send me your picture as well, I make the kalango well

Me: 😅😅😅😅 

Alvin: 😅😅

Me: Tosinika binnyo (As if he wanted to post me on abanoonya!😅)

We made jokes about dating, where to find the right person etc….

Alvin: You need to pray about it. Ask God to show you a sign. Just like he did for Gideon. And may he open your eyes and heart to know this is the time. 

Me: Lol….you really are a church boy😅

Alvin: First thing to do is prayer, then listen to God.

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Hmmm, men! As I have gotten older, I have learned to take a breather. Not so long ago, I would have been offended by Alvin’s suggestions and I would have given him a piece of my mind. But this time around, I just laughed it off, and even joked along. Rather than attack, I always try to imagine a life where we are just friends. This is certainly the definition of maturity. 

The end. 

Disclaimer: The names that feature in this story are fictitious. They were made up to protect the identity and privacy of those involved.

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