Life really does put you in a sticky spot when you're unable to say no to a plan that involves you, your best friend and uska woh. Especially when you don't have a date. 

Are you (happily) single and awkward because you're the third wheel to your bestie and her boyfriend? Join the club, my friend.

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My friends are great. They know I am not interested in dating and my Tinder profile rots in a pile of unanswered"How do you pronounce your phone number" and "How you doin'?" So, they do what they do best, invite me to their dates. 

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To them, they think they're being great friends, inviting their single friend over for a day of 'Netflix and chill' and pizza after. But what's really going on? 

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I'll tell you.

It's a scene right of a romantic movie (not), a fluffed up couch, her head on his shoulders, his arm around her shoulder -- shift focus to that awkward girl sitting and "enjoying" another lovey-dovey scene of The Proposal. On the couch next to theirs. Trying really hard to not look their way. 

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While I cover my awkwardness with the 'aww's and the 'so cute, you guys'. Here's what I'm thinking.

"Can't wait for this to get over. I just want to go home to my cat."
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It's not that I don't enjoy chilling with my best friend. What gets awkward is how they have a world of their own and more often than not, I'm (naturally) not a part of that. They go in a zone where I'm not invited. And that's what gets weird.

And if you're someone who just saw them giggle and hold hands, going to another room, my sympathies.

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It's great they're like each other's lobsters. But the thing is, I feel out of place.

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Their dinner dates which I end up becoming a part of are uncomfortable because of the prolonged gazing into each others' eyes. And then, even when I don't want a boyfriend, I feel like I want one.

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Even when it's a plan to go out dancing. I mean, what could go wrong. Right?

It's the dancing, guys. That's what goes wrong. Here I am now, dancing alone while the couple happily grinds like it's I'm at home and not there.  

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It's little incidents like these that make me want to eat away from couples, hang out with other single friends. 

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