real man, beabadoobee

you hated him. the man that you were currently with was terrible. it’s like he had no idea how to show you love, how to take you out, how to buy proper gifts for you. he just wasn’t a real man.

and a real man is what you wanted. you would always go and complain about him to your best friend, fiona. she would always listen to you and tell you how much you deserve someone better.

fiona would always buy you small things, like your favorite flowers, she would take you out on small best friends dates— which really felt like a real date. she would show you love, the kind of love your boyfriend didn’t.

you couldn’t help but start to fall for her. she was acting like the man you’ve always wanted, someone better than your boyfriend.

did you feel bad that you felt like she was better than your current boyfriend? absolutely not. fiona was the definition of a real man.

the two of you were currently at the gallagher house, sitting on the couch and smoking cigarettes.

“so, when are you going to break up with the shitty boyfriend of yours?”

fiona suddenly asked, blowing out the smoke before turning to face you.