HER STORY:
He was in an odd mood when I got to the bar. I thought it might have been because I was a bit late but he didn't say much about it. The conversation was quite slow going so I thought we should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk privately.

We went to this restaurant and he's STILL acting a bit funny. I'm trying to cheer him up and start to wonder whether it's me or something I did or something else. I ask him, and he says no it's not me. But you know I'm not really sure.

So anyway, in the cab back to his house, I say that I love him and he just puts his arm around me. I don't know what the hell that means because you know he doesn't say it back or anything.

We finally get back to his place and I'm wondering if he's going to dump me! So I try to talk about it but he just switches on the TV. Reluctantly I say I'm going to go to sleep. Then, after about 20 minutes, he joins me and we have sex. But, he still seemed really distracted, so afterwards I just wanted to leave.

I dunno, I just don't know, what he's thinking anymore. I mean, do you think he's met someone else???

HIS STORY:
Shitty day at work. Tired. Got laid though!