Girls cry in bed for all sorts of reasons. Sometimes it’s out of loneliness, sometimes out of fear. Sometimes, it’s because they just feel like it. Girls are weird like that.
If you’ve ever made a girl cry because she was overwhelmed with the joyous revelation of amazing sex, good on you, killer. I once had a girl cry in bed, but Sophie’s Choice was on in the background, so I’m not sure what was going on. Sex is confusing.
There may be no crying in baseball, but there does seem to be some crying in softball – more than one of the girls report shedding a tear. OK, actually, it’s only Nikki and Jill. Nikki cried the first time, because it was such an emotional experience, and Jill cries with regularity, because she has a “sensitivity chip.” Rose and Mikey both claim they’ve made one or two ladies cry. Clearly, they missed the “in bed” part of the question.
Whitney doesn’t even understand the concept; she’s never heard of such a thing.
What? Cry? Do girls do really that? Why? Um, maybe because they had naked, strap-on sex on camera and couldn’t stop it from airing?
This week, we pick up where we left off. Natalie went looking for some love in the club, but Rose was long gone. Left flat and locked out, Natalie is still being consoled by friends, while Rose is secretly on her way to meet her ex, Angel. Previously, Rose said Angel was crazy, and their breakup was so ugly, a restraining order became necessary. Rose mentions that two weeks after they broke up, she was with Natalie. Shocking.
Now, she thinks Angel is the only one who understands her. Rose-colored glasses were named after Rose. Across town, and far from Natalie’s whimpering, the two exes meet and proceed to process.
Sure you did. You just weren’t there when Rose decided this for you.
Now clear and calm from living in a Rose-free zone, Angel says she’s moved on. The more Angel insists she’s over Rose, the more confused Rose looks. Her smile droops. Rose can’t quite hear her, mostly because she longs for someone who can tame her inner-Godzilla.
Angel tells Rose to make up with Natalie and “go do what you do best.” Would that be trampling downtown Tokyo or wearing stripper boobs like a jaunty cap?