The Scotsman

I feel like telling the story of The Scotsman.  It's not the most exciting story, but it does have its interesting moments.

So, last Halloween I was invited to a party at the house of a friend of mine.  I know The Host through a coworker, The Cat Lady (I call her that because of her six cats).  I went to the party as a vampire since my name kind of relates to a vampire in a way.  Not long into me being at the party I noticed The Scotsman.  He kind of kept to his group of friends (which included Lady Gaga, Mario, Luigi, and The Red Queen) like I tend to do in social situations.  I have my own introverted tendencies, but he went one step further.  He was so introverted that he would whisper to his friends instead of actually talking to a group.  None of this had anything to do with the fact that I got the feeling that he was "family", as The Cat Lady would say, pretty quickly.

I started to mingle around the party and found out that The Red Queen grew up in the same town as The Host and The Scotsman.  I had a few group conversations that involved my group of friends and his group of friends.  I also started to get the idea that he was attracted to his roommate Mario.  Through my mingling, I ended up with a one-on-one conversation with The Red Queen and asked her if The Scotsman was gay (I was pretty drunk at this point).  She told me that he wasn't and that she had even asked him, but she didn't sound too convinced. 

At some point, Mario and my friend, Country, had taken a liking to each other.  They were dancing with each other, I was dancing with Lady Gaga, The Cat Lady was cleaning things, etc.  Then, as I came out of the kitchen, I ran into a scene where Country was on the ground holding her knee, Mario looked pissed, and The Scotsman looked guilty.  I don't really know what happened to cause the scene or what happened after that, but the whole night was kind of a mess after that.

The plus side to the night was seeing The Scotsman and finding out that he grew up in the same town as The Host.  I just so happened to know The Host's 6th grade teacher.  The Teacher is a good friend of mine by some sort of twist of fate.  When I described the night to her and my thoughts on The Scotsman, her response was, "I love The Scotsman.  I always suspected he was gay. Y'all would make such a good couple.  I'll get on that."

Months went by, and I never heard anything more on it.  Finally, The Teacher told me that she messaged The Host on Facebook to talk to him about what she thought about The Scotsman and myself.  The Host thought that the two of us as a couple made sense and he actually heard a rumor about The Scotsman being gay.  He said that he would try to find out what he could as fact.

Within a week of this I actually ran into The Scotsman in a bar with Lady Gaga and Luigi, who are married.  I was there with The Cat Lady and First Year.  The Cat Lady went to talk to the couple, but The Scotsman never came over.  Eventually, The Host showed up with his boyfriend and started talking to the other group. Still, I never heard anything from The Host or The Scotsman.

Maybe I should have taken the initiative to go over to talk to him, but I never knew him well enough to start a conversation on my own.  Maybe something will come of this later, but for the time being, things are kind of in a sort of limbo of not knowing. 

I'm also sorry if this story seems uber-random, but I'm not in the mood for editting.  I realize that this post is kind of heavy on the nicknames, and I'm sorry if it's hard to read.  Right now I think this is my only story that involves so many people.  I'll try to keep things more concise from now on.