My friend Zoryg

I met Zoryg in 2016. My roommate introduced us.

A 6’6” native Siberian, Zoryg was the most beautiful man I had ever laid my eyes on. His vaguely oriental features and incredible height attracted me instantly. His piercing dark brown eyes met my green ones, but he said nothing. I never met someone I wanted to hook up with so badly. However, he insisted over and over again I wasn’t his type, and to this day we have never hooked up.

We spent hours in complete silence while we enjoyed each other’s company.

Now, 9 years have passed and we have still never even kissed. We have slept in the same bed multiple times, but he has never tried to touch me in a romantic way. The closest we ever got was when we were both living in Madison, and I had sprained my ankle. After Cheba Hut closed for the night, we would walk to one of many of our friends’ houses. However, my pace was so slow that Zoryg scooped me up and I would ride on his back for blocks and blocks through the streets of Wisconsin’s state capital in the early hours of the morning.