Oh fuck off. I'm not the person who brought up the concept (Shego did) and there is, in my experience, a certain point where a close friend of the opposite sex ceases to be seen as a member of the opposite sex. I love Mrs. M, and she loves me, but it ain't romantic love and we just plain don't think of each other in that way. I did once, but now I don't. It is the point where they become a member of your chosen family, your "tribe" if you will. It had nothing to do with any "Nice Guy (TM)" bullshit. To me, the friend zone is a mutually agreed upon zone, albeit often an unspoken one.actually on second thought, if you unironically say stuff like "friend zone", don't ask her out and stay home and read about the ladder theory and wait for a better opportunity for another 60 years until you die
On that note, I asked if she wanted to join me for ArtPrize. As a great man once said, "here...we...GO!"*
*I am awkwardly proud that I just referenced two comic book movies in one sentence.