For Language def, the rest to be determined also for long intro This was how life was supposed to be: Handsome Wizards, champagne and her son by her side. More to the point, this was how life could have been if her parents had played their cards for her more wisely. Evelyn, herself, knew she had no choice but to go along. Even now, while divorce was feasible, it could never be an option. Divorced women were the ones who were left at home while their exes got the invite to parties because a 'spare man' was always needed.
Such women were pathetic. She, herself was not. She came from a good family, she reminded herself, and had a loving son, if not quite as attentive as he should be. Indeed, he'd grown less so over the years. She'd thought New York would correct that, and for a while it had. He'd kept to himself, worked, and entertainted her on her quarterly visits. Now, this weekend, he'd only spent Thursday night with her, left her to her own devices while he disappeared Friday night with no explanation.
She knew it couldn't be a date, not with anyone he was proud to be seen with. And Chandler was drawn to a type. Being a Montgomery, he would not settle either. That gave her the advantage, she reflected. Soon, a year more perhaps, and her son would realize that his 'type' was not something he could achieve. Rather than settle, he would retreat back to his family, her, for company.
Certainly he was a better companion than his father, a more interesting conversationalist and original mind. She enjoyed that about him. And missed it, as well. Eveyln could have spent hours in the loft talking with him, but he now had a roommate.
Finn Hudson: Evelyn mused, wonder if the man was gay and had friend-zoned her son much as Kurt Hummel had. Another bad influence on her son, but one she'd not been able to avert, as even she knew there was no way she'd be able to seduce Chandler's friend, like she had the boy he'd fumbled with back in school. Of course, she had waited until the boy was of age, but the point had been made.
