Thanks. Well, I still feel I did what I had to do. At least I can say: hey, I tried.
Pride is a tricky thing. It can help but it can also mess it up. I never stopped thinking I had dignity. Luckily.
Let's put it that way : I am fed up.
Since he seemed changed, I put him to the test one last time, you know, to help ending this stupid game one way or another (didn't ask for a date, merely for a small favor you would ask a mere friend). He blew it. OK, that's it. Was the last chance. The rest is his problem. Right ?