J, L & I wanted to do something together tonight. Our last Saturday night. We threw all our suggestions in the (virtual) hat, and ended up with dinner at CPK then a game of 10-pin bowling.
We tried, we really did. But it was forced, awkward. J & L sniped at each other on the way to the restaurant. We all sat at the table with our arms crossed. L disappeared to the rest room for 15 minutes. The food was good, but the mood was not.
At the bowling alley, things got a little bit lighter. But not much. Sure, we chuckled and high-fived. But one game was definitely enough.
We got home, and L went straight to bed.
At eight thirty.
And it’s not a school night.
Oh man, this has been a strange week.