I arrive to find my neighbor the Leo Belle having a drunk yet earnest conversation with her door knob as she'd lost her key and after installing her on my couch to pass out, I take it as a sign that tonight was not the night to Get Serbed. I text him back that I'm safe and he replies sweetly.
Over the course of the week, I begin to look forward to being Magically Plumbed. Except. After asking me out, he "forgets" to text me about our next date on the following Saturday and sends a hasty apology at half past midnight on a Friday saying he has to work but would call as soon as he finished by mid-afternoon. It finally comes round and Serbia remains silent. I finally tell him I'm on my way out and he asks to see me again the next day by 6pm. And yet again, no plans by the evening.