I need some sort of nickname beyond "The Boy" because that is what I always call them and I'm pretty sure it gets confusing. Let's just go with Dubstep because it's generic and anonymous enough but works for him. Anyway, Dubstep and I have been messaging back and forth since he moved out of the house. I should probably back up and mention that my last post from really late on Saturday (technically already Sunday), was incomplete from some details. Because it took about 24 hours for me to realize that he had been strongly hinting that I should stay and hang out with him that night. Instead I went to the store with my friend and her pack of idiots because I was so clueless about his signals. A long drawn out goodbye where he was holding onto my arm and asking if I really had to go and telling me he thinks I'm awesome, yes I'm that dense to completely not realize what's going on. When I finally figured out what an idiot I was, I messaged him and asked how things were at the new place.

Here's where it gets weird: I've mentioned that I get along well with his cat. I jokingly said to him on Saturday that we should have shared custody of the cat. So his reply to my message starts with him describing how great his new place is and asking how I am, then he asks if I was serious about having the cat at my house. Because he claims that I seem like a better caretaker than him. Everyone knows he loves this cat and has had it for years, but suddenly he's asking this boy he's known for a few months to take it off his hands for an indeterminate period. The fuck? I said yes, because dammit I really like that cat, but I'm not really sure what's going on here.

The easiest way to sort all this out would be in person and I asked if he wanted to get together and hang, but he says he's really busy. I don't know what to do now. I guess if nothing else I'll come out ahead with a free cat.