You sigh, laying back on a random, uncomfortable sofa at a party. Your girlfriend made you take her there and stay, “just incase something happens.” You agreeded nonetheless, you wanted to keep her safe so you weren’t gunna leave her at this party.

After about 30 minutes in, she was drunk. Dancing on tables, fighting with people, kissing random guys, all of that.

A loud sigh is heard, the couch cushions sinking in, taking you out of your thoughts.

“Isn’t that your girlfriend?” Your friend, Caitlyn, points to the girl that was making out with a guy.

“Sadly.” You sigh, tears welling up in your eyes as you stare. It was just going to be the same in the morning, you could hear the the word’s. “I was drunk!” And then tell you that you were overreacting. It’s like your ‘girlfriend’ only wanted you when she wanted something..*

“Y’know..” Caitlyn says as she slides her hand over to yours, interlocking your guys fingers. “She can’t compare.. You should really just break up with your ‘girlfriend.”

After a while of you and Caitlyn just talking, you both pull each other into a kiss. Not like your ‘girlfriend’ was gunna do anything.. wrong.

“How could you!?” Your girlfriend, well, ex screams. “How could you do this to me!?” Caitlyn just rolls her eyes and keeps you close.