I hate talking to past boyfriends/hookups/flings. More than the Disney channel and burnt cookies COMBINED.
It always happens at some grocery store or coffee shop in town, somewhere you can't leave in a hurry. So you always have that beginning hostile moment, in which you recognize the other persons presence and curse. Normally it would be followed with an awkward hello, or a smile and wave.
But no, not in my world. I don't have awkward situations. Therefore I make things brash and slightly confusing.
"Hey Jess how are you?"
"I'm fine,hows ______(insert other girl's name here)"
"Oh her...we broke up"
"How nice...I MEAN I'm sorry!"
Mental Note:FUCCCCCCCKKK MY LIIIIIIFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEE
It's like a bad sitcom on the CW(formally known as the WB, I don't know why they changed it in the first place). Think Reba not Gossip Girl.
I can't gather my thoughts enough to finish this.
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