Sorry if this isn't exactly like the request (hate sex/makeup sex after an argument) - I wrote this at 4am and I'm too lazy to rewrite it right now 😅
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"Yeah, no I grew up here." You smile at the guy across from you, "Never really wanted to leave. I mean, I visited a few states but this one has always been home."
"Yeah, I get that. If I ever plan on moving, it'll be to Montana. It's beautiful over there." He smiles as he brings his coffee up to his lips.
"I've seen photos." You nod and he scoffs, "Oh, please. The photos don't ever do it justice. It's something you'll have to experience for yourself."
You go to speak, but your smile quickly fades as you see Colby walk in.
"Is.. everything okay?" Your date asks you and you nod, taking a deep breath as you look at him, "Yeah, yeah. Everything is fine."
Everything was not fine, as soon as Colby locked eyes with you, you knew this date was over.
"Hey, y/n. Sorry I'm a little late." He smirks at you, "Oh, sorry. I thought we said we'd meet here at-" he checks his watch, "three thirty?"
"What.. are you doing?" You glare at him, and your date looks from you to Colby, "I'm sorry, who exactly are you?" Colby smiles, holding out his hand, "I'm Colby. Y/n's coffee date."
"Oh she didn't-"
"She gets her times mixed up a lot. I'm sure it's not an issue." He sits down, leaning back into his chair, "So what are we talking about?"
You stay silent, your anger taking over and the guy sighs, "I actually.. just remember that I have another event to get to, so I will-" he stands up, "I'll see you, y/n."
You lean forward, "No, wait he-" you sigh as you lean back, reaching over to smack Colby on the arm, "What the fuck is your problem Colby?"
He laughs, "You didn't want that guy anyway."
"What makes you think you know what guy I want and or don't want?" You stare at him and he shrugs, "Because I know that guy. He got one of my friend's girls to cheat with him."
"And you got your concrete evidence from.." you shake your head slightly and Colby sighs, "I thought you trusted me, y/n?"
You roll your eyes, "I'm leaving now, before I really start to hate you more."
