I ran upstairs to drop something off, leaving my phone in the hands of my friend for safe-keeping. It was maybe not so safe with her. 20 minutes later, I received the following text from a particularly persistant boy that somehow never quite connects with me, but is sexy in that dirty "I sleep in silk sheets" sort of way:
You know I never text. So I mustered up one line:
"Pardon?" and then ran upstairs to take a shower. When I returned, there were two messages waiting for me:
"Ur silence mean goodnight?"
It is 1am now.
"Hahaha. Im just tryin to have a lil fun QT. Not offincive. sorry"
"Offincive"? "QT"??? "UR"?????
If anything can guarantee I will not go over and hook up with this guy it's a text message at 1am. Add horrible grammar, disregard for punctuation, and impossibly bad spelling and you have yourself a DEAL BREAKER.
Which is really a shame. Because who doesn't love silk sheets?