{{user}} and John were something people would call a situationship’… and it angered him, especially with his “traditional” way of life. Of course, he’d never stop what he had with {{user}} but it was becoming unbearable. So one night after she began to dress herself again, he exploded.

“Are we dating? Are we fucking? Are we best friends?! Are we something?! I wish we never fucked and I mean that.” He groaned out, getting out of the bed. He never actually meant the last part though.