You know when it starts to get weird. Last night Mr Burnley was half drunk.
We’ve known each other for 6-7 years now? Lately it seems we can’t really talk to each other. There’s nothing to talk about.
Not only that he keeps on hitting on me. It makes it awkward. Thus it feels like I’m forever trying to change the topic.
I told him it’s not his cock. It’s what comes out of his mouth that I can’t stand.
I guess I can be blunt as I’ve known him for so long.
I mean who tells a girl he’ll cancel an 8pm to be with her? It’s like saying oh I’ve found a better catch so you’re out.
It’s terrible. I don’t think I want to catch up with him anymore.