This Fish Needs A Bicycle

mac the nice

Mac* emailed me sometime in the early afternoon. Over email he seemed much more… mild mannered. In fact, he apologized for having been so grumpy. Honestly, I was a little disappointed to discover that much of his gruffness seems to have been a product of the late hour, the drink, and jet lag (he’d just returned from Germany). I was sort of keen on the idea of him being an unabashed asshole.

Figures.

I declined his request to meet for a drink last night, not because he’s not actually a bastard, but because I already had plans. I swear.

* Names have been changed to protect those who don't really look like an Edward.