[Forsaken] - Stag

[lslaw.livejournal.com]

It's a depressing thing to realise; that not only is there no obvious choice who to take to a fancy party when you suddenly get the chance, but that there is actually no-one you can even ask.

Pretty much all the women I know these days fall into one of three categories:

1. Have no idea what I am;


2. Happily involved with friends or psychopaths;


3. Uratha.
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The few that miss these, and some that do, also occupy the dreaded friendzone, or worse I feel some sort of fraternal responsibility to them that would make asking them on a date weird and uncomfortable in the extreme.

I could probably ask a packmate as a friend, if that packmate weren't Helen; too much history, too much anger at the moment, and if she got upset when Amelia showed with Alexander I think I'd flip out, one way or another.

Eve isn't a child, but I met her young enough that asking her would feel creepy, and I think I heard she was dating anyway. Eliza has two children, a mate, and enough social awkwardness of her own without me landing her with mine for the night.

Solace...

There are likely to be enough senior officers and potential commissioners there that I confess, the idea of turning up with Solace just to fuel those rumours has an appeal, but she's dating a five alarm psychopath - albeit a nearly married one - and besides, I've always found that telling that sort of lie just brings the truth home to you even harder; that you have no-one.

Most of the other wolf-blooded women I knew have changed in the last year and I find I can't develop even the sort of friendship where I would be comfortable asking a woman along as a friend with someone I have to lie to all the time.

Which leaves the possibility of letting Sophia set me up with a date, which is about the most depressing thought of all.

Comments

[steveclapton.livejournal.com]

A common and depressing problem for many. Nice piece on it.

[lucifermourning.livejournal.com]

very nice. had already started to notice this issue as Tia.