Him | Her
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< From Midnight >
That bastard.
< From Dylan's brother >
What happened?
Are you okay?
Did he do something?< From Midnight >
Yes.
He just ordered a f*cking salad for me
without even asking me what I'd like to have.
Didn't even let me have a look at the menu.
"Girls should be careful of what they
consume or they'll get fat otherwise,
I can see you've gained too much weight.
It's okay, you don't have to eat the salad,
just have water, it's better that way.
Wouldn't want you to have bad breath or anything when I kiss you tonight."< From Dylan's brother >
That prick!
Who the hell he is to comment on your weight, who tf is he to order something for you.
And why tf would you let him kiss you after the way he just behaved!< From Midnight >
He's effing delusional if he thinks I'll be
kissing him tonight or any other time, I'm repulsed by his touch itself 🤢🤮
As if this was not enough...< From Dylan's brother >
What else?
< From Midnight >
He went to the bathroom... and the waitress followed him in there... and another girl too.
< From Dylan's brother >
Wtf, he's f*cking two other women
while he's on a date with you?
The f*cking audacity of that prick... if only I could get my hands on him.
He would never be able to touch anyone ever again.
Just leave.
Tell the manager that he'll pay, and leave. Why tf are you still there?< From Midnight >
This deal...
You don't understand.
It's important to me...
If I leave then, it's off... I can't let that happen...< From Dylan's brother >
Ughh
Order something for yourself then. At least eat something dude.< From Midnight >
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