“I think we should widen our prospects, you know, to those beyond our group.”
The after-dinner conversation had sped and spun through a year or more of catch-up between friends. At a café whose specialty was chocolate pastries and drinks, five college mates talked old times and timely issues.
They were two girls and three boys, 22 or 23, currently single, all barely out of college.
The kids ate dinner elsewhere, but wanted to keep talking, and so landed here. Other friends with other engagements or schedules to keep already bid good night.
The girl who just spoke was appending the current train of thought. Someone had asked the girls earlier what they looked for in a future beau.
From their answers, it seemed no one in their university org or no one their age would fit the bill.
No one remembered talk of boyfriends and girlfriends spoken about so candidly before.
One boy was nursing a dark cocoa shake he found too rich to finish.
“There are other fish in the sea. But you gotta swim,” he said.
The other boys cheered and gave him high-fives, thrilled to stumble upon an interesting extension to the usual advice offered to the love-spurned or the heart-broken.
“Hey, this is worth a blog post. Not just a tweet!” said Boy A to his seat mate, who wore glasses like him. Boy B smiled and kept shaking his head at the lengths the metaphor began to stretch.