Hey A,
So... You told him "hands off" when you got me to meet up your friend, Z, during the weekend you were busy with family, aye?
And apparently, your face fell when Z joked that he had ALOT of fun that night, hinting that he hooked up with someone willing? And you went straight into a tirade, pointing your finger at him, exclaiming, "I fucking told you, hands off!" before you got cut off by him reassuring you that he was merely joking.
Well, there could still be the possibility of you feeling responsible as a friend of mine; That you did not want me to be taken advantage of, but I choose not to see it so. I reckon... You were jealous. Like a lil boy with toys - It's not actually yours to play with, but you're definitely not willing to share.
Petty jealousy, yes. But I know now that the merest hint that of me hooking up with your friend got you all flustered, if not a lil pissed. I've got your number now, loverboy. Heh.
Finally, my comeupperance after YOU got me flustered and ultimately left me hanging... And I suppose that's all I would want from you, A. I have enough problems on my plate dealing with the D issues.(Yes, he has popped back into picture. Argh.)
So I guess this is goodbye.
x
Jen
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