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"Maybe she'll come back," says Elly.

I just look at her and don't say anything. Our entire conversation this afternoon was pretty much like that. She did the talking, while i muttered a few indecipherable replies or grunts. I wonder why she puts up with me, especially when I'm like that. So I ask her.

"Well.. You are my friend aren't you? And that's what friends are supposed to do. Not give up even when your friend hasn't bathed and shaved for days, or even when they don't smell very nice." She emphasized on the word nice.

I don't reply again, but look at her from the corner of my eye. And she's looking right back at me, expectantly. "What?" I say grudgingly.

Her face changes to exasperation. "How many hints do you want me to drop before you actually take it?" she demanded. "I'm asking you to go and take a bath."

I knew I have to, but I didn't really want to move from my spot. I felt safe there. Venturing from it would mean seeing things that reminded me of Rachel. And I'm not ready for that. I refused to look at Elly, and instead say "Later, alright?" to the one last slice of pizza in front of me. Elly clucked in disapproval, but kept quiet.

When I think back, it was really funny. Me and Elly met, on what was supposed to be a date. And as disastrous first dates went, this one pretty much topped everything. Set up by my mate Matt, we knew immediately when we saw each other that this, was a mistake. A huge mistake.

She was in a stunning black, body hugging dress that went a little below her knees. Me? I was in a I heart New York t-shirt and grubby three quarters that had seen better days. And I realised how this could happen. We met in a part of town that, while had casual, homely pubs and eateries on one side of the street, had posh and up there restaurants on the other. I'd say that meeting would've gone straight to the top of the many top five lists I had. This being the "Most Embarrassing and Awkward Moment".

We just stared at each other for a while.