So I wrote these two paragraphs randomly while studying and now want some criticism... Thanks
Our place...
When was the last we visited the place together. Now it just feels like you and I going there. Where is the we? That smile on your face, expressionless, fake is it? Those laughs on my jokes, earlier used to come from your soul. Now it feels like there is no soul at all. Just a body, existing, fed up. Was it me? Or was it you? Who was the one to cause a drift? Did it happen during our anniversary? When you his the phone from me. Or did it begin before that? Before us? Was any of it true? Was there even a we throught you and I?
And what was destined to be a full stop, always remained a comma. A story that never ended, one which never even began really. All those empty pages in the book where the 'goodnights', the 'hearts' and the 'smiles and hugs' were supposed to be, left to collect dust. Empty. But it left a spot in his heart, one void of any other emotion, one even he knew, was never empty because it contained all the dreams, now crushed like glass beneath his feet.

So we're about to have our 1 year anniversary soon. He's not a crazy long distance away, he's 5 hours from me by car. He's litterally the most perfect guy i've ever dated. He's messaged me almost every morning and night cute goodnight/goodmorning messages. I work as a waitress/bartender so I could realistically work anywhere, but being far from home is hard, and the people in his town are just not the type of people i'd get along with, or at least close to. Finding work there has been surprisingly hard for me, as I can get into fancy places where I live here, and people will keep me on the payroll forever over here. On top of that, I had a doubt ever since the beginning about him, when it comes to girls especially. The girls in his town don't look interesting compared to the city we both come from, so even if he says he's loyal, I feel like he hasn't had much exposure, and I suspect him flirting with my brothers gf (sometimes making me the butt of some jokes just to make her laugh - she's 35 btw lol but she's pretty too). I honestly don't know I might be crazy, regardless it's giving me a reason to emotionally disassociate myself with him right now. I've already mentioned it to him once, he denied anything with a laugh, and I don't see the point of talking about it again. But I also know that he's a really good guy, he looks great, and is an amazing bf, which is so rare to see and I'm so so scared of losing him for that reason, which is why I cut him some slack. We also get along in person. Facetime simply gets boring really quickly. And if we're out in a party, were definitely not "two peas in a pod"; we have very seperate convos, and I don't even see him ever getting along with my friends at all. My friends and family are something super important to me, as well as the need to be financially 100% independent, but I'm so scared of losing this DIME though. My parents and aunt really want us to stay together too, which creates extra pressure for me. I don't want to end up in another loop of finding dogshit men who only care to play with people's feelings. And being single, seems kinda pointless to me right now. I've been single long enough in my life, or in pointless relationships too. I would hate to end up with higher standards if I left him, only to end up being 50 with no one in their life. But I also want to be single ? I don't know what to do with this feeling honestly.

Sorry if this is long.
I (33) was dating a guy for a while (28) and basically things (I thought) were going well. We immediately (upon HIS request) agreed to only see one another while we get to know each other.
This guy texted me EVERY MORNING AND NIGHT, always made me feel wanted and special. Sex was great because I truly felt like I had a pure connection with someone.
FOR THE FIRST TIME, a guy asked me to be exclusive, to text him goodnight every night...and I happily did.
We joked about stuff, cuddled, texted romantic things and it was all so great.
Last week we had a bit of a spat but we worked it out. Then at dinner he kept bringing it up, so we discussed it again. When I left him, it seemed like everything was great.
He came by yesterday and he asked me what I thought about him overall, I told him I loved seeing him and want to continue, hopefully towards an eventual "official" thing.
Then he proceeds to tell me as of last week (out of a 4 month time period) He is questioning if he feels as strongly for me as he did.
He suggested we slow down (even though we only see one another once a week if that) and worst of all he said "We can still be exclusive if you want".
The way he phrased it was like all of a sudden it's my call if we want to see others. This really hurt, I asked if he wanted to see other guys and he said he wasn't sure.
I could have kept seeing him, but I told him I would rather just end things because I can not feel taken for granted. I can not keep things going if I feel like my guy is suddenly not as into me.
He said he understood and he started sobbing. I kissed him goodbye and that was that.
I honestly feel like I'm so fucking depressed about all of it. Did I do the right thing? Deep down I feel like I must have because I looked out for myself, but maybe I'm afraid I jumped the gun?

I have worked at a small hospitality company as a serveteam leademanager (sometimes) for 2 years and everyone likes me. Unfortunately, due to the nature of the job, we get many problem employees so there's a high turnover rate.
I was working a wedding last weekend (May 4th) as a server (not team leader) and there was a new coworker who I started talking to just because he's new and he was in my team. At some point, he made some sort of comment (maybe about hot women) and I said that I'm not into women and that I'm gay. At some point, he assigned himself to cut the wedding cake (instead of doing his job as a server) and he passes me some slices. He asks me "what kind of cake is this?" (it had strawberries, blueberries, and other fruits) and I responded "fruitcake" because that's what it clearly was and I was in work mode. Then he looks at me and goes "yeah, exactly" but with a look that made it clear he was trying to call me fruitcake and I fell for it. I say "excuse me?" and he goes "oh sh**, I don't want others to hear me. My sense of humor is dry like that." So he was clearly trying to call me that. I asked him to explain and he made a joke about him being a fruitcake only on weekends.
Eventually I try to ask him to clarify and tell him a recent story of a drunk person trying to hate crime me (to make him realize his words have consequences and apologize). He goes "I'm straight but I haven't been drinking for about 5 years because I was in a program." Then he starts bringing up how he downloaded a fetish and bdsm app where people have group sex and other stuff but that it was disgusting so he deleted it. I got annoyed at him for being homophobic and not apologizing so I told the team leaders (who I get along with) to report him. Usually if you are new and get reported multiple times, they stop giving you shifts.
At the end of the shift, I left and was still trying to get an apology, so he, a female coworker (who is also a problem but was brought up as a witness) and I went downstairs to the parking lot. I go "any plans for the rest of the weekend?" (which I ask people just to be cordial) and he said no and that he's going home. Then we all said goodnight.
This past week, he somehow got my number and called me but I didn't pick up, then texted me asking if I knew who reported him. I didn't answer so he texted me again saying that I'm crazy, that I was making jokes, tried to hook up with him, and that he's actually gay, has a pride tattoo, and lives in the gay neighborhood but is "absolutely not interested" in me. I'm not sure if he's lying to cover himself but now he quit.
HR still wants me to fill out an incident report and I will speak to the rep. What should I mention and what should I keep quit? The team leaders are backing me up as is the CEO, but I'm concerned this documentation will follow me. Also, the guy brought up the female problem employee. She, the guy and I followed each other on instagram but I blocked them both. I saw male employee had a shift with me yesterday so I emailed manager saying that I'm uncomfortable working with him and he was taken off the schedule. He quit today.
TL;DR: Got called fruitcake at work "as a joke," reported coworker who claimed to be heterosexual. Now he's claiming he's gay and that I tried hooking up with him, and is bringing up a witness who is a problem employee and lies. I added female employee on IG but blocked her now. homophobic employee was on schedule so I got him taken off by saying I'm uncomfortable working with him. Any insights/feedback for the report and HR rep meeting would be very helpful. I have a great reputation at work. Thank you.

The next couple of hours were a blur. Percy knelt by Annabeth, holding her head close. The two of them sat in silence until Lily opened the door with a loud CREEAAK. “Hey.” She murmured. Her face was pale and sweaty, and she looked completely drained of energy. “Hey. You okay?” Annabeth said, taking Lily’s hand. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Lily joked softly. “But yeah, I’m fine. Healing takes a lot of energy, and there are so many wounded. And… I feel so guilty that I couldn’t save Silena. I should’ve helped…” Lily broke off, running her hands through her hair. Annabeth pulled Lily so close Percy could see the green reflected in Annabeth‘s eyes. ”you listen here, Lily Jackson. Silena was a hero, and she knew she had to go down in this war-with the side she betrayed killing her. Silena wouldn’t have cheated death, Lily. She wasn’t that kind of person. You’ve already saved so many lives today-Ethan Nakamura, and all the other turned demigods. You’re a noble person, Lily. You did the right thing.” Annabeth pulled Lily into a tight hug. The sweet moment was forgotten hours later as Lily, Annabeth, Grover and Percy raced through Olympus, chasing Kronos to the throne room. “Stand down, Kronos! You’ll never leave Olympus alive! My father shall have your soul!” Lily yelled, her dagger in sword form. “Foolish girl! You should have accepted my offer while you had the chance.” Kronos growled, standing next to Zeus’s throne, flanked by two of his men. “But my plan has come to fall into place. Your body is better preserved than Luke Castellan’s. With the power of the gods, I shall rule the world.” Lily’s face faltered. “What?” Kronos turned to his men. “When I have control of the girl, kill this miserable boy.” Annabeth realised too late what was about to happen. As all twelve Olympians, plus Hades, burst into the throne room, Kronos’s soul dissipated into gold smoke and spiralled straight towards Lily’s chest.
Lily had never known such unbearable pain. Not even when she held the sky for almost a year straight. When Kronos hit her, she was knocked back flying into a stone alter. Kronos spoke in her mind, but she could hear it broadcasted around the throne room. “Give in, young hero. I am your master. I bend all time and space. I am the father of all. Would you not listen to your grandfather? I will care for your body and mind like your father nor mother ever did.“ Lily could see Hades flinch at those words.”When I am restored to my former glory, I would not dispose of you like Luke. You could serve at my right hand, with immortal fame and glory. We shall destroy the father who never cared for you. All it would take is your loyalty.” Lily could feel Kronos‘s words radiating through her body, willing her to give up and surrender to the lord of time. “No.” She growled. The gods stared at her. Annabeth, Percy and Grover stared at her. Kronos’s guards, still holding Luke, looked shocked. “NO?!” Kronos’s voice boomed around the throne room, echoing through all of Olympus. “No.” Lily gasped, writhing in pain. “You want my loyalty? Tough. It resides with the gods. They blessed me. They chose me. All you know is destruction, Kronos. A hunt without honour or reason is merely unrestricted, uncontrollable anger.“ Lily saw Artemis nod proudly in the corner of her eye. “Olympus to preserve or raze. Those are the final lines of the prophecy. Well, I’ve made my choice Kronos. I made my choice from the moment I heard the prophecy. Olympus will be preserved. And you-you shall be razed.” At that last word, Lily let out a terrifying scream- a scream so loud, so deafening, so powerful, that Lily could see the golden steam shoot out of her a shatter into a billion pieces. Lily sat up, shaking, and gazed at the shellshocked gods in front of her. “Well, that’s the show, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you and goodnight!” Then she promptly keeled over and fainted. Lily found herself lying on the floor of Olympus several hours later, with Artemis and Apollo standing over her. ”what... What happened..?” She murmured, trying to sit up. “Shh, child. Rest. You have done Olympus a great favour. You shall no doubt be rewarded. Your friends are mourning.” Lily shot up straight, ignoring her spinning head and the urge to faint again. “Mourning? Mourning who?” Artemis and Apollo exchanged glances, as if wondering what they should tell the young demigod. “The one whom you call Luke Castellan, the former host of Kronos.” Annabeth told Luke’s demise had been short. The second he regained Consciousness, he’d screamed, grabbed Annabeths dagger, and plunged it into his heart. Soon, they were called to the throne room. Annabeth was declared an architect. Grover became a lord of the wild. Percy declined immortality. But Lily was terrified for her turn. She stepped forward, and her father approached the throne of Zeus. “My daughter. You have done Olympus a great service. The greatest service. Holding the wrath of Kronos would have taken loyalty, commitment, and true effort. Henceforth, Lord Zeus sees it fitting for you to continue your education in Scotland.“ Lily gasped. “We would also like to grant you a place in the official theatre academy of Olympus, as you seem to be excelling at this topic in Scotland, being part of their plays and performances. Lily ran forward. Before anyone could say anything, Lily had her arms wrapped tightly around the Lord of the Dead. “Thank you, father.” She whispered into the souls of his robes. “I... I love you too, my girl.” He said quietly, and the throne room erupted into cheers.

Me (18M) talked to this guy lets call him J (20M) in April for three weeks and we had such an amazing connection that I couldn't help but fall for him. I have never felt this way about anyone in my entire life I mean the connection was just something that was unexplainable. He made me smile in a way no one has ever made me smile I saw a future with him in the tiny frame I had him in my life. When me and J started talking we found out that he texted me two years ago and we didn't even know, So on our first date we made jokes about that and how we could've happened earlier. The first date was something I can only explain as something cinematic everything was perfect he took me to the beach and we talked for six hours on end about our lives, our families, and what we wanted in life. On the two hour drive back we listened to music while I laid on his shoulder and evidently we figured out that we had the same music taste which was one of the many things we had in common. The drive back was as good as the beach because in all honesty the place did not matter as long as I was with him I was happy. So we continued talking and getting to know each other for a week as we planned our second date. The second date was amazing it lasted roughly five to six hours as well and we planned on watching a movie but ended up laying in the back of his cars stargazing and just talking for hours. That night he told me that he couldn't picture me leaving because he was growing attached, when he spoke those words my smile went from ear to ear as I said "the feeling was mutual I was just to scared to admit it". He looked at me for a minute and said the exact words I needed to hear "You don't ever have to hide from me you can tell me anything" and I let my guard down. Everything was great for the next couple days we talked everyday and the messages never seemed to end. Four days later something seemed off he wouldn't respond with the same emotion that he would previously the goodnight messages went from "goodnight sleep well can't wait to talk to you tomorrow" to "goodnight i'm tired" The conversations went from deep explanations about his day to "My day was good wbu?". I tried to not think about it to much he is busy he's moving out and he has finals piling up I'll just leave him be. To avoid thinking about him constantly I would go out with friends and party and rarely be sober. A couple days after he told me saw his ex and he felt regret and anger and so many other emotions which through me through a loop because why do you care about your ex that heavily. I asked him if he was over his ex on the first date and reassured me multiple times that he was but looking back now that was the biggest lie. Later that day he posted something on social media basically confirming my suspicions he was not over his ex far from that he wants them back and so I asked him directly why did he post that video. He finally told me that he isn't over his ex and he doesn't want to lead me on anymore because i'm such a "great guy" who "deserves better". I told him I wish him the best and hopefully we can work out in the future and maybe this time don't have to wait another two years. He agreed and we went our separate ways. Three days later my ex lets call him C (18M) from earlier this year contacts me saying he misses what we had and wants to try again. I think about how good he treated me the last time we dated so I stupidly agree. We've been talking for three weeks now and I texted J a couple days ago because J wanted to know how I was doing, we talked for a little bit and he said he isn't ready for a relationship but his post just make it seem like he wants his ex back. C is giving me everything I want and is obsessed with me tells me he loves me everyday but I can't help to think about J from time to time. Me and C had a talk last night and I told him that I felt no spark between us anyone but maybe that is because I am comfortable with him and I do not need a spark for our relationship. C asked me do I still think about J and I told him sometimes and C's face seemed so hurt and filled with dread and it has me thinking should i even be with C anymore. I care about C so much I truly do but I don't feel for him the same way I felt for J, With J it was something so passionate and the Spark was amazing and with C it is comfortable and safe. Making matters worse as I am typing this I am on the phone with C. I don't know if I'm leading C on. Should I end it or should I continue talking to C even though a tiny part of me is waiting for J. AITA for this whole situation I'm very confused and any input will be greatly appreciated!

Me (18M) talked to this guy lets call him J (20M) in April for three weeks and we had such an amazing connection that I couldn't help but fall for him. I have never felt this way about anyone in my entire life I mean the connection was just something that was unexplainable. He made me smile in a way no one has ever made me smile I saw a future with him in the tiny frame I had him in my life. When me and J started talking we found out that he texted me two years ago and we didn't even know, So on our first date we made jokes about that and how we could've happened earlier. The first date was something I can only explain as something cinematic everything was perfect he took me to the beach and we talked for six hours on end about our lives, our families, and what we wanted in life. On the two hour drive back we listened to music while I laid on his shoulder and evidently we figured out that we had the same music taste which was one of the many things we had in common. The drive back was as good as the beach because in all honesty the place did not matter as long as I was with him I was happy. So we continued talking and getting to know each other for a week as we planned our second date. The second date was amazing it lasted roughly five to six hours as well and we planned on watching a movie but ended up laying in the back of his cars stargazing and just talking for hours. That night he told me that he couldn't picture me leaving because he was growing attached, when he spoke those words my smile went from ear to ear as I said "the feeling was mutual I was just to scared to admit it". He looked at me for a minute and said the exact words I needed to hear "You don't ever have to hide from me you can tell me anything" and I let my guard down. Everything was great for the next couple days we talked everyday and the messages never seemed to end. Four days later something seemed off he wouldn't respond with the same emotion that he would previously the goodnight messages went from "goodnight sleep well can't wait to talk to you tomorrow" to "goodnight i'm tired" The conversations went from deep explanations about his day to "My day was good wbu?". I tried to not think about it to much he is busy he's moving out and he has finals piling up I'll just leave him be. To avoid thinking about him constantly I would go out with friends and party and rarely be sober. A couple days after he told me saw his ex and he felt regret and anger and so many other emotions which through me through a loop because why do you care about your ex that heavily. I asked him if he was over his ex on the first date and reassured me multiple times that he was but looking back now that was the biggest lie. Later that day he posted something on social media basically confirming my suspicions he was not over his ex far from that he wants them back and so I asked him directly why did he post that video. He finally told me that he isn't over his ex and he doesn't want to lead me on anymore because i'm such a "great guy" who "deserves better". I told him I wish him the best and hopefully we can work out in the future and maybe this time don't have to wait another two years. He agreed and we went our separate ways. Three days later my ex lets call him C (18M) from earlier this year contacts me saying he misses what we had and wants to try again. I think about how good he treated me the last time we dated so I stupidly agree. We've been talking for three weeks now and I texted J a couple days ago because J wanted to know how I was doing, we talked for a little bit and he said he isn't ready for a relationship but his post just make it seem like he wants his ex back. C is giving me everything I want and is obsessed with me tells me he loves me everyday but I can't help to think about J from time to time. Me and C had a talk last night and I told him that I felt no spark between us anyone but maybe that is because I am comfortable with him and I do not need a spark for our relationship. C asked me do I still think about J and I told him sometimes and C's face seemed so hurt and filled with dread and it has me thinking should i even be with C anymore. I care about C so much I truly do but I don't feel for him the same way I felt for J, With J it was something so passionate and the Spark was amazing and with C it is comfortable and safe. Making matters worse as I am typing this I am on the phone with C. I don't know if I'm leading C on. Should I end it or should I continue talking to C even though a tiny part of me is waiting for J. AITA for this whole situation I'm very confused and any input will be greatly appreciated!

Relevant information so my post meets the requirements- I am 24F, My husband is 26M, "Kyle" was 18, "Brea"is 29 and the gaming buddy/ex who we'll call "Jess" is 26F. I've been a long time lurker but rarely post and I made a throwaway to post this so my apologies for formatting errors.
My apologies in advance if this post gets long, There's just a LOT of context needed.
So to start off, I've been dating my husband for 5 and a half years. In the beginning of the relationship we both decided not to keep exes in our lives. Which it was implied meant not being friends, hanging out, or talking casually to, etc. This was a boundary we had both set and agreed upon as we agreed exes did not need to be in our lives and that being friends with them was disrespectful to your new partner. I know some people will disagree with that but it was a mutual boundary for us.
So a bit of back story (I promise this is all relevant). Back when I was a teenager, I had one friend who we'll call Kyle. We had been a fling(?) we had never slept together but it went a little beyond kissing. At the time, we were the best of friends and we truly just clicked in every way. I would be with him almost 24/7 but in the end we both mutually agreed it's better to stay friends only. To this day I can say he was probably my best friend I've ever had. When I got into a relationship with my Husband, I made sure to tell him all this and ask if he wanted me to go my separate ways from him given the relationship. He said yes and although it hurt to lose someone so close to me I agreed and told Kyle I'm exclusive now and that we can't be tight anymore. He was sad but seemed to understand.
Fast forward to 2022, My husband makes a new friend we'll call "Brea". Since the beginning I was very uncomfortable with Brea since she just gave me a few red flags. It was small stuff like laughing to hard at his jokes, Touching his hair, etc. It was small things but they just irked me in a way I couldn't describe. In the end I decided to just try and reassure myself because I chalked it up to me being insecure. He has other female friends and it was fine so I tried not thinking to hard about it. A couple months later in 2023, he separated from me for a while due to some serious personal issues and in that time Brea offered to let him move in, Heavily flirted with him, Asked him to hang out all the time, Had those deep sappy conversations, Begged him for goodnight texts and compliments, etc. For lack of a better term Brea "Slid into those DM's" HARD. In the end he got back with me and then shortly into 2024 he revealed to me in that time that he had a crush on Brea in that time because she was "so supportive and said what he wanted to hear". He said he chose me but it was implied that he chose me over her because "I was better". Which makes me feel like I was a rebound or something. The Brea story is a whole different story that I'd have to type here because it's honestly so long and not all of it is relevant, but that's the shortened version. Obviously all that stung and I didn't hide that. I made it clear that I did NOT want to compete against other women and that I didn't want him associating with her because I considered her the same as an ex if not worse. I even slightly considered leaving after hearing about the crush and that's made him truly remorseful and he's since been trying to better himself, Be more truthful, and prioritize me and my feelings. He was doing amazing with it and I truly felt like I didn't have to fear his women friends anymore until...
A few days ago he received a message from "Jess" asking if he played Fortnite as she recently started playing and was looking for new buddies. Me and my Husband like playing forntnite together and he asked if Jess could join. My Husband had 2 exes named "Jess" who he referred to as "Crazy exes" previously. So I asked him, "Jess, Is that your crazy ex?". He said no. So I asked, "Oh, Is Jess your old classmate?" He again said no and just said "She's in the friend group". All that sounded good with me and I said I'd love to play with her. We played for a few hours and she's so fun and amazing, I truly loved playing with her and we had a blast. I even said I couldn't wait to play with her again. Later that night my Husband was going on about how happy he is for her and being overly-bubbly about how happy he is she found a good guy for her (her S/o is also his friend, Jess and her so have been together 9 years). Being overly-bubbly about a friend isn't a problem, It was just strange as he almost never is. I forget exactly what was said but he seemingly had a Freudian slip moment which led me to ask who she was to him in which he admitted she was an Ex girlfriend. I then asked why he didn't tell me and why he tried to avoid telling me and he at first tried denying he hid it and didn't tell me because he "didn't think it was relevant" and "forgot about the no-exes-as-friends-boundry". He then, after contradicting everything he said admitted he didn't tell me she was an ex because "he wanted me to have a good time and make a new friend" (His words). My husband has double digit exes and Jess was the only one he decided to keep following and kept added on Facebook.
I just feel so deceived. that he'd hide something like that and it's making me question if he's lying about other stuff. I just lost so much trust in him and feel so shitty now. On top of that, I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with him playing and getting close to Jess again now given their history. I really like Jess and really like playing with her and now I don't know what to do because I don't want her to get all caught up in this. If I decided I'm not comfortable with him playing with her anymore what do I do and say to her? I'm just feeling so betrayed and I'm so sad I have to potentially stop playing with someone so fun, Although in the end I'm still more sad about the fact my husband lied to me so much. How do I approach this situation? How would I tell the girl I'm not comfortable with my husband playing with her anymore without making him or myself look mean?
TLDR: Husband revealed our Fortnite buddy is actually his ex after establishing a "no friends with exes" rule. Torn on how to confront the issue

I am not The OOP, OOP is u/Environmental_Sale984
I don’t know what to do about my husband not respecting boundaries with a female.
Originally posted to TrueOffMyChest
TRIGGER WARNING: infidelity, gaslighting
Thanks to u/Shelly_895 for finding the original post
Original Post July 12, 2023
So, here we go. My husband doesn’t respect my boundaries when it comes to a co worker of his. He works mainly with females, and only treats the one any differently or better than anyone else at his job. I just need to vent/possibly get advice? I sometimes feel crazy or like I’m wrong for asking him to change certain aspects of his relationship with her. They’re around the same age. Both married.
So they’ve worked together for years, and I only just noticed an issue probably about a year ago at this point. I got pregnant 10 months ago, and my husband didn’t want children. This spiraled into some very hurtful and horrible things to be said to me by him, and him ultimately telling me he fell out of love with me and hasn’t been happy in the relationship for quite some time and he’s been lying to me about him being happy in the relationship.
Those things aside, throughout my pregnancy, I felt very alone and contemplated getting a divorce many times just simply because of his treatment of me. Let alone how he put his co worker on a pedestal and seemingly liked everything that she posted or that was posted about her from their job’s page. He stopped reacting to anything I posted at all, and she added me on social media because I decided before I found out I was pregnant that I would try to become comfortable with their friendship and be friends with her.
I found out these things from doing investigating and being present during certain conversations:
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1) he helped her pick out a dress to wear to a wedding, and then she video messaged him while at said wedding stating “this is her dream wedding” If I ask him his opinion about any article of clothing, I get either nothing from him, or he will say, “well I wouldn’t wear that”
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2) he bought her 2 Apple Watch bands that were designed specifically for her, that he paid for with his personal credit card so I would not see the transaction, and had the items shipped to his job, so I would not see the package.
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3) they went to a convention together for their job, and at said convention, apparently, he got her moms phone number and now he apparently communicates with her mother also.
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4) he has had her on Life360 for MONTHS, after I asked him a while ago if he would be willing to sign up with me so we can location share. He told me no. Then I found out from a notification on his phones Lock Screen, that those two share location on the app. He didn’t add me onto the app until 3 weeks later, after I had to hound him to add me.
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5) she recently deleted and blocked me on social media, and when I asked him about it, he said it’s because I told him I didn’t want her at the hospital after I spent 3 days in labor and hadn’t showered or slept after having our baby.
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6) he has her mother on social media as well, and she has his sister on social media. This alone wouldn’t be weird if he didn’t tell me that they’ve only met a handful of times, but he also reacts to her mothers posts frequently as well, also about her.
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7) we were outside of church one day when he recognized her from behind and called out to her, we had a short conversation, in which she pretended to not remember our nieces name, when she’s met our niece a handful of times, but also as I said, she follows his sister on social media where his sister obviously posts about her child, AND she wants to go with his sister, his mom, and our niece, to Disney. Obviously she would know our nieces name.
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8) they call and text each other every single day, sometimes about work, sometimes not. He has her name saved in his phone as just one letter. He says it’s a joke between them. I don’t know.
All of this to say, when I tell him I’m uncomfortable with things between them, he tells me to get over it, to deal with it, to move past it. He swears nothing is happening. But I just can’t help but feel like there might be. Why else would she feel so bitterly towards me enough to block me on social media? Why else hide the Apple Watch purchase? Why else pretend to not know our nieces name? And these are just some of the things I can think of off the top of my head. There has been more. I don’t know what to do. He won’t do couples therapy. Despite me asking him over and over again. I just feel like I’m being gaslit here.
ADDITIONAL INFO FROM OOP

So I guess I should clarify, he knew I wanted children when we got married and before we got married. We've been together for 10 years. He told me he didn't want children 2 months before I ended up getting pregnant. When I found out I was pregnant, I gave him an out. I told him I will leave and get a divorce from him and he can relinquish all parental rights and I will have 0 hard feelings - and he told me he didn't want a divorce, and he wanted me to get an abortion instead. I, for my own personal reasons, did not go through with said abortion. He now is a good dad to our child, but hasn't apologized for any of the horrible things he said to me during my pregnancy.

I deleted my post and here’s why July 13, 2023
**also edited to add, in fear of this post ALSO blowing up too much, I don’t want to give away all of my cards, but steps have been taken by me to fix these issues. I’ll give a better update later on if I happen to discuss this entire thing with my husband.
I deleted my OG post about my husband and his co worker because it kinda blew up way more than I expected. I was solely looking for validation that how I was feeling wasn’t just in my head and that I wasn’t being unreasonable when I asked him to please slow things down with said woman.
What I didn’t expect was for tik tok to pick up my post and over 80 thousand people see said post. I now have to hope that someone my husband knows, or my husband himself, doesn’t end up seeing it somehow before I’m ready to confront him about things.
I also got a message from Reddit this morning stating another reddit user was concerned for me, I’m sure because I deleted the OG post. I promise I’m fine, it just got way bigger than I intended. Thanks everyone for the words of encouragement to take the right steps for my son and I, even if some of it was a little harsh 😂 and the validation. That’s really all I was wanting, really. Knowing that I’m not crazy for feeling like something is going on is weirdly comforting. So thanks, Reddit people!
The update everyone’s been waiting for. May 6, 2024
Hello all. I’m sure a lot of you may remember when I posted about my husband and his relationship with his co-worker. I then deleted the post (and the account) because it got very big very quickly. Tiktok even picked it up somehow.
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Here’s the update: I found proof of the cheating, I now have my 10 month old, and my son, my cats, and I left the house tonight before my husband got home, so he could not talk me into staying home and not leaving as he always does.
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I guess the update is that I left. I found the physical proof today. I don’t have even a cent to my own name, I’m thankful for my friends who have graciously let us stay here for the night. My husband finally admit to the affair over the phone when we spoke so he could speak to our son and tell him goodnight, etc.
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I am feeling lots of feelings, but the main one is that I have no clue where to go from here. With this sweet smart little boy, and my two cats, I don’t know what happens after tonight. But, I left. It only took me almost a year to do so.
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By the way, I already told my therapist what happened, so yes, I’m in therapy to help me work through everything and I have been in therapy for a while due to the past issues we’ve had too.
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Thanks everyone. If you don’t know about the original post, don’t worry. The gist is I thought my husband had an inappropriate relationship with his co worker and he kept telling me they were nothing but friends. Cherry on top is she’s pregnant ands he tells me it isn’t his, but how do I believe that after he lied to me about everything else?
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I’m tired, y’all. Wish me luck going forward.
RELEVANT COMMENTS
jimmyb1982

Does the AP's husband know he is married to a cheater? Good luck, OP. Do not let him strong arm you into staying.

OOP

My husband says it is a “one sided” affair, on his end. From what I have seen, I do not see how it could be one sided. Though, I still have not spoken to my husband in full detail about things yet. I am waiting for our baby to be asleep before we have any type of heavy conversation.

When a commenter said OOP was wrong for sneaking away

I didn’t sneak off, I very clearly communicated I found out and that I would be back today to speak about everything. I’m not bitter in the slightest. This has been just waiting to happen, and I have been preparing myself to try to leave for a while. I communicated very clearly that my leaving the home is not in any way permanent right now (I literally just found out about the cheating) and I just needed to clear my head. I am going back home today, moving all of my things into our spare room, and keeping everyone in the home until we can decide what happens next.

THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT THE OOP
DO NOT CONTACT THE OOP's OR COMMENT ON LINKED POSTS, REMEMBER - RULE 7

There was nothing to the east, there hasnt been for hundreds of years. Ever since the nations of the world decided one of them was getting too big for its bridges and needed to nuked off the Earth. That annihilation also served as a global disarmament of nuclear weapons; they cant use them against each other if theyre all detonated in America.
I would like to consider myself well educated. I understand history and laws and even religion. I understand those three are often not related, but I also know you can study Historical Laws and Religious History and Laws of Religions.
I suppose it was my understanding of these ideas that anointed me to captain the New Horizon on her trek across the globe. The plan was to follow ColumbuS path from over a millennia ago and as long as I can still figure out where the Canarys are supposed to be, we should be alright.
The consequence of World Peace was that wind and water also spent 500 years eating away at every where else in the world. Now its the quest of the New Horizon to sail from Europia to...
whatever awaits us ahead.
"Gud morning, Santago."
"Gud morning. Hows it?"
"Its all gud upstairs, I just came down to see whacha were up to. Missed dinner is all."
"Honestly, Maxton, Im just thinking of the past," I relaxed back into my chair as my mind began to wonder.
Maxton shifted in his place. I am sure he was expecting me to continue, but my thoughts kept forward like a bullet train. Theyd only stop when a station showed up and never before then. Max would have to ask me again to break my trance.
"What about it, capi?" Maxton was a smart guy, he knew me like it was his job. He probably had me organized and itemized like I was a box of boots in the cargo bay.
"The apostrophe."
"The...," a skeptical look screwed his face and his eyes looked at me; searching for a joke in my answer or if I had finally lost my marbles, "The apostrophe, naturally."
"Well, I was thinking about where we are going and how the Americas havent been contacted in 500 years. Lots have changed since then."
"But... the apostrophe, capi?"
"Think about Shakespear. He lived 500 years before we sunk America. If an American met him, theyd say he talked all stupid and run long, right?"
The quartermasters face told me his brain was already predicting where I was going with this, "Id say youre right."
"Isnt it safe to say thats how itll go when we, or if we, meet an American? Wed think they talked all stupid and run long," my heart began to thump with excitement, Maxton understood my ideas better than anyone and when we matched wavelengths, it was extremely thrilling.
"The apostrophe. We dropped those when the keyboards had the key too far to the right. Lazy bastards just figured we were too good for them then," he went on, "I dont even know if the Americans had the internet very long to pick up on stuff like 'cya' or even 'capi'."
"Capi" was a result of the languages of Europia blending together. Most of them had different words for it, but those first quart letters. Well, if youre from the north, it would be "Kapi", but still.
With linguistics wrapping up, Maxton and I discussed the voyage ahead of us. We talked long into the night, walking the length of the New Horizon. Our conversations could range from politics and astronomy to jokes and stories, but they could always run long. We must have been on our 40th lap of the deck when the helmsman approached us.
"Capi Vega, Officer Angelhart," the helmsmans salute was crisp and blended into the rigid steel of the ship.
"At ease, Helmsman," I returned a loose, but respectful salute.
"Sir, I just wanted to inform you that the time is 11:30," he removed a watch from his breast pocket and added, "11:33, sir. Sorry, you were tough to find."
"So it is, Thank you, Ben," I slapped the man on his back jovially, "I suppose it is time I bid you boys a goodnight."
"Thank you, sir," Ben said.
"Keep the ship steady for me, Mister Archer."
"I always will," we shared a smile before a salute returned him to his duty.
I bid Max a goodnight and left the speckled night sky for a fluorescent white ceiling. As I undressed in my bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
"No wonder she left you, fat bastard," after prolonged eye contact, my foe decided not to respond and I went to bed.
As the New Horizon sailed towards the Canary Islands, anticipation buzzed through the crew. The islands loomed in the distance, their once bustling shores now quiet and desolate. Rising sea levels had forced most of the inhabitants to flee, leaving behind remnants of a old world.
Navigating through the waters surrounding the Canary Islands proved to be trickier than anticipated. The shifting currents and submerged buildings posed a constant threat to our progress. Ben Archer, our skilled helmsman, expertly maneuvered the ship through the treacherous waters, his eyes scanning the sea and skies for any signs of danger.
"Steady as she goes, Helmsman Archer," I called out from the bridge, my gaze fixed on the approaching islands.
"Aye, Capi," Ben replied, his hands steady on the wheel as he adjusted our course.
"Mr. Angelhart, we need to chart a clear path through these waters."
Maxton, ever vigilant as our quartermaster, joined me on the bridge. His sharp eyes scanned the charts, searching for safe passages and potential hazards. "The map has a narrow channel between two of the islands," he remarked, pointing to the map spread out before us. "Its our best bet for a smooth passage."
I nodded in agreement and radioed the control-room, "Archer, prepare to navigate through the channel at 49 degrees. We cant afford any mishaps here."
The crew sprang into action, each member fulfilling their role with precision and determination. The New Horizon glided through the channel, the water calm and welcoming within the protective embrace of the islands. As we emerged on the other side, a sense of relief, like sea-water, washed over the crew.
"The worst is behind us, for now," I said to Maxton, a faint smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "Weve cleared the Canarys. Next stop, the vast expanse of the Atlantic."
Maxton returned the smile, his confidence unwavering. "Well make it across, Capi. The New Horizon won't let us down. And neither will you."
With the Canary Islands fading into the distance behind us, the crew turned their attention to the open ocean all around us. Our journey had only just begun, but with unity, determination, and a touch of luck, we will be ready to face whatever challenges the blue abyss has in store for us.

Hey there! I am a 30 year old guy from Upstate New York looking for someone that wants to make an emotional connection.
A bit about me: I'm 6’1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first 😅 I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesn’t mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you don’t have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - “I2U” so that I know it’s someone who actually read my post. Didn’t write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesn’t mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldn’t brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something you’ll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!

Hey there! I am a 30 year old guy from Upstate New York looking for someone that wants to make an emotional connection.
A bit about me: I'm 6’1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first 😅 I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesn’t mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you don’t have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - “I4U” so that I know it’s someone who actually read my post. Didn’t write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesn’t mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldn’t brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something you’ll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!

Hey there! I am a 30 year old guy from Upstate New York looking for someone that wants to make an emotional connection, and would like to put efforts into conversations.
A bit about me: I'm 6’1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first 😅 I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesn’t mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you don’t have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - “I3U” so that I know it’s someone who actually read my post. Didn’t write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesn’t mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldn’t brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something you’ll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!

Last night I was on a date with a guy, we went out to eat. Things were going fine and we were doing typical small talk and after a short pause, he said “you know, you’re usually not what I would go for but I’m really enjoying myself with you right now”. That statement rubbed me the wrong way so I asked “what do you mean?” And then he said I’m “a lot chunkier than he typically likes them”….my thing is, if I’m not your type, why are you even entertaining a date with me?
Then as the conversation went on and I mentioned my love for art and how I would love to be able to do it full time in the future, he said “I think art is a useless line of work. Think about it, do we really need artists? But i do hope you achieve your dreams though” and at that point, i said this isn’t going to work out and that I don’t want to date someone who subtly insults me and my interests under the guise of a “joke”. He said he didn’t think id react to it this badly and that he’s sorry if i felt offended. I asked for the check, requested my food to go, said goodnight, left and blocked him completely. Am I being too sensitive here?

Years ago, end of 2020 and very early 2021, I (at the time 19M) became friends with a guy (at the time 26M) through an online server we were in together. After chatting a little, we eventually formed a rapport where we’d text daily and throw jokes at each other. After some time, I started forming a crush on him, which I didn’t entertain because I felt like there was no chance it would come to anything good - he’d constantly make jokes sexualizing me and talking about my (very lacking) sex life, but he clarified once that it was all jokes. He was, in general, much more “active” than I am and would always toss around comments about how many guys he slept with and how good he was at laying pipe or whatever.
He still continued to make jokes sexualizing me, and in-between our dynamic, we had a lot of moments of genuine connection. We texted daily for a really long time and most nights a week, we would send each other “good morning” and “goodnight” messages. He’d ask for me to stream video games for him because he liked watching me play them, he even started buying and gifting me scary video games for me to play since he knew I was a fan of the horror genre. We would watch movies and shows together and have long, long phonecalls into the morning hours since we had a few hours timezone difference. I gave him ideas for planning for his friend’s Vegas bachelors party, and my recommendation actually made it in. I draw for fun and he’d always ask about what I was making and he’d practically beg me to show him if I ever let on that I was working on something. When I was going through the grief of a passed family member, he was there for me and made it clear that he wanted to keep me company so I could feel better.
He worked out and he would sometimes send me photos of him shirtless in the mirror, or sweaty after a session. I’d never really know what to say so I just tried to be supportive.
At the start of summer 2022, I confessed my feelings to him out of a desperate attempt to get the weight that was crushing me off of my chest. I wasn’t expecting anything and I made sure to clarify it - he was kind in his response but something I keep remembering is that he never actually said that he didn’t like me back or not. I don’t know why that stuck out to me.
A month later, he “admitted” to me on a late night phone call that he “didn’t think he was actually gay” and that I was the first person he ever admitted it to. I silently stared at the ceiling and cried. He had only ever told me stories and jokes and comments about how he’d have sex with men. He’d never told me a single moment about having sex or real interest in a woman. He told me that he didn’t feel any emotional connection with any man. His jokes sexualizing me on and off continued. Part of these jokes were how my want for a romantic relationship and my want for safety and affection were somehow more “explicit” than him having sex with people.
We got closer that summer than we had before. We called each other more, we watched movies more often, and he insisted on us marathoning Cowboy Bebop together because it was his favorite anime. I caught COVID for the first time in August due to my fuckhead relatives not telling me that someone had it during a wedding, and I was bedridden for a week. He kept me company for so much time - nearly streaming video games for me every night. I’d hobble downstairs after everyone had left the area so we could play Fall Guys together, and even when he teased me he was kind because every time I tried speaking more than a sentence I would break into nonstop bouts of coughing. He’d wanted to do a DND campaign for me where I would be the only player, and that we’d have fun together where I could play in a sandbox world he’d create for me himself.
After that summer there was suddenly this distance. I’d reach out to ask to watch movies but he was more busy. The streams stopped being regular and he stopped asking for them. The good morning and goodnight messages stopped and the conversations dried up into five-message exchanges where I’d try to engage him but they’d eventually peter out from his end. He started just sending me Twitter memes without any real comments, or the comments he did send were bland and basic jokes.
My father was admitted to the hospital for sudden complications that nearly killed him and I realized I didn’t tell my friend. That was the first nail in the coffin for some reason. Even though he was kind, he wasn’t good at using comforting words - he knew how to comfort me through trying to make me smile and laugh. I didnt tell him and I still don’t fully know why. The distance became more apparent when summer 2023 came and went because I was excited for it. I was hoping we would be able to do stuff and more, but we didn’t. I could have asked him but for some reason I felt like I couldn’t - he was the one that usually asked in the first place. Our text conversations were reduced to him sending me memes on Twitter and he’d turn down my requests to watch movies, even if I asked because I needed the company after a bad day. Out of the blue, one day, he texted me that one of his dogs died. I’d seen photos of his dogs near-daily for years and this sudden revelation shocked me because of how it was just dropped on me out of nowhere - months of this emotional distance suddenly precluding this bombshell announcement. It really upset me and I tried offering comfort but he just brushed it off again when I tried.
At one point I stopped answering his messages because I wanted to see what would happen if I ignored them. The guilt went away for some reason - it vanished and I felt like I was free from the shackles of the situation and like I could breathe in the fresh air. I accidentally messed up though, and after five days of not answering him he chirped and asked how was I, and I broke down. I blocked him before unblocking him a few hours later to confess to him that I was completely melting and that I couldn’t be his friend anymore. I blamed my reaction on myself and my inability to tackle my own emotions, but everyone I’ve explained this to and shown conversations to say that he was emotionally toying with me, even if he didn’t actively realize it.
I explained everything as best as I could through my tears and then told him goodbye. After a few months I wrote a detailed Google doc explaining everything as best as I could and I sent it to him through a social media profile of his that I suspect is dead and inactive now.
I miss him. I miss him so fucking much. I miss his nose and his laugh and his stupid stiff awkward smile and I hate that I ever loved him and that I think I still love him now. Being around him wasn’t good for me but I want him back so badly - I want to go running back to him begging for his forgiveness because I still feel like all of this is my fault. I feel like I pushed through a boundary but the more I look at the big picture I wonder if that boundary was ever really there. He’d make jokes about having sex with me to mutual friends but never having a relationship - hed joke that my need for comfort and emotional vulnerability was because I was a “bottom” and it’s just normal “bottom things”. I miss him so much and I want to contact him again even though everything in me is screaming that that is not the right direction. I see when he’s on Steam sometimes because we’re still friends on that platform and I can’t bring myself to unfriended him even though I unmerged our game libraries.
I miss him. I miss him so so much and I wish he could tell me that everything’s going to be ok, but I think him shoving himself back into the closet broke something so deeply about how I see him that I can’t trust his words anymore.

Lor’Vah had been sitting with Kah’Sin for a few minutes when the door-chime rang. They had just gotten back from lunch with ‘Ri, and were sitting together as they watched Teh’Lana playing a game on a datapad, while they listened to some [music](https://www.youtube.com/live/oN-IAwhSxGY?si=i_GByP5G5rOS1AJ5) from Earth that was quite soothing. It had been a few days of travel so far, as the human government didn’t want to make public knowledge of their teleportation technology just yet. And while she *did* wish to be able to walk on solid land again - the time on ‘Sanctuary’, as Kyle called it, not being quite enough time - she was happier being able to spend time with *both* of her daughters. ‘Ri had had to get back to work, so they didn’t know who this was, though only a couple people came to mind as to who could be visiting them.
Kah’Sin called out for the computer to open the comms, and they were confirmed in their first guess: it was Kyle, asking to speak with them. Considering that he’d waited *specifically* until he was sure that ‘Ri wouldn’t be there, they shared a knowing glance before Kah’Sin bid him enter. As soon as the door opened, Teh’Lana looked over, and smiled.
“Kyle!” She exclaimed excitedly; she had really taken a shine to him in the past few days, and she was pleased to see him treating her the way she might expect any big brother to.
“Hey, ‘Lana; what’cha doin?” he asked good-naturedly.
“I’m playin, *game*!”
“*Cool*,” he proclaimed, “Are you winnin’?”
“Uh’huh!” She was all smiles.
“*Alright*,” he encouraged her, “Well, I gotta talk to your Mama and Papa, okay?”
“Okay,” she replied happily; Kyle smiled, and reached down to lovingly stroke her hair as he passed, sitting down in the chair opposite them on the couch where they sat.
“Can I get you anything to drink?” she asked politely, to which Kyle shook his head.
“No, thank you,” he replied, “I’m good…” He trailed off for a moment, looking almost lost; they stayed quiet, allowing him to collect his thoughts.
“*Well*,” he began again, “As I’m sure you’ve noticed, ‘Ri and I have become pretty close…”
“We *have*,” Kah’Sin replied evenly, with a hint of humor to his voice, “And are we to presume that you’ve come to ask for our permission to ask our daughter to marry you?”
Kyle looked up with a bit more sharpness to his demeanor than what he’d shown so far.
“*No*,” he replied with slightly more force, before continuing, “I mean… Not that I don’t value your opinion, but when it comes to our relationship, I don’t believe it’s up to you to decide if she had the chance to choose for herself. Which isn’t to say that I honestly believe that she’d choose me over *y’all*, but I’m also not here for you to tell me whether I can or can’t ask her in the first place… *However*,” he continued, “What I *am* here to ask for is y’all’s *blessing*, which would mean the *wor*-,” he stopped himself with a thoughtful expression on his face, then continued, “... more than *all the worlds I currently own* to me.”
She looked at her husband, who looked at her steadily, almost emotionlessly; then he turned back to Kyle.
“*Good*,” he replied with a smile, watching Kyle deflate in relief and confusion, “Because my blessing *is* - in fact - something that I *can* give. I’ve never been too partial to those old customs: it’s not my place to give my daughter permission to be married, the same as it wasn’t *her* father’s right to tell me I couldn’t marry *his* daughter.” At this, Kah’Sin gave her a light squeeze, causing her to slap him playfully on the shoulder; her father hadn’t approved of their union, but she hadn’t cared about that, and had run away with Kah’Sin to elope.
“So long as you can make my daughter happy,” he continued, “Then I can get behind your union… *Now*,” he clapped his hands together, rubbing them excitedly, “I’m guessing that if you’ve come *this* far, that you’ve already gotten the tiara?”
Smiling almost conspiratorially, Kyle held his hands together, palms up - as they had seen *numerous* times by this point - and a small, flat, black box appeared in his hands. Balancing it on one hand, he used the other to open the lid, and she was so transfixed by what she saw, she actually forgot to breathe for a few wing-beats.
“Good *goddess*, man,” Kah’Sin managed to choke out, “Did you cut open the *void* to make this?”
He was right to exclaim as such, seeing as that’s literally what she appeared to be looking at: a tiara - *circlet*, really, but whether it connected all the way around or not, when it came to ‘engagement pieces’, for the women it was always referred to as ‘tiara’, for the men it was ‘circlet’ - that was made from the inky blackness of the void, complete with tiny stars twinkling in and out of existence, depending on the angle it was viewed from.
“*Yeah*,” Kyle replied in a good-natured, joking manner, “But lemme tell you: coaxing that big star so close to the surface was a *real* chore.”
“I can *imagine*,” Kah’Sin replied, to which they all had a small laugh; Kyle continued,
“It’s actually made from the skull plate of the first Texas dragon I killed; with the help of my team, of course,” they had seen the video, and simply nodded, “The black hole diamonds I got as a reward for returning the pendant,” they nodded once more, “And then I used the kath’loo’s Gift to turn it so black that it absorbs 100% of the light that hits it; I turned the bone behind the diamond dust - and the larger one in the center - silver to reflect the light, because they were barely visible with how much light was being absorbed by the background. Refraction can only go so far, it seems… So: what d’you think?”
She had noticed that his natural accent of ‘informal’ words tended to heighten when he was nervous, and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out what he could be nervous about: with something like *this*, even the most homophobic of individuals would accept his marriage proposal with no hesitation. Forget the fact that this could *easily* buy an occupied planet, the sheer *beauty* alone would be enough to entrance any being who laid eyes on it; she had the vague notion that this is what the other races - except the insectoids, and the humans, it appeared - felt when looking at a drahk’mihn.
It was Kah’Sin who drove that point home,
“I think that if she doesn’t marry you, that *we* would be *happy* to.”
She laughed lightly, playfully pushing his shoulder; polygamy wasn’t uncommon in drahk’mihn culture, but neither of them had ever expressed an interest in it before. He smiled at her, then looked back at Kyle.
“I think you’ve outdone the greatest artists of *any* species, Kyle, and I think she’ll love it.”
“I second that,” she added in; at that moment, Teh’Lana came around the side of Kyle’s chair.
“*Oooohhhh*,” she said in an awestruck voice, looking at the tiara, “*Pretty!*”
“I know,” Kyle replied, smiling, “It’s for your sister, but it’s a surprise, so we gotta keep it a secret. *Shh*.” He put his finger to his lips as he made the ‘shushing’ noise, a motion that Teh’Lana copied, laughing a little afterwards.
Kyle showed them how the sides unclasped in order to be able to wrap around her horns, and informed them that he planned on asking her when they had reached the station. After sitting and talking for a while, he took his leave - not before Teh’Lana insisted on giving him a hug, of course - and they were left alone to discuss this new development in their lives.

Just as Kyle was about to push the button to announce his presence, a voice came out over the speaker,
“Come in, Kyle.”
He was only surprised for about a second, before smiling, realizing that he shouldn’t be; he stuck out his tongue at the camera over the door controls, then motioned for the door to open.
“You can use him to tell you when someone’s at the door,” he said to the Captain as said door closed behind him, “But you won’t have him *open* it for me?”
“Well,” she replied as she sat in her chair behind her desk, looking up from a monitor in front of her, “He’s not a *servant*; he told me you were there, I didn’t *ask* him to.”
Golden usually kept his drahk’mihn body in a series of internal passageways, so that he could transport it wherever he needed to at a moment’s notice; these he had installed himself just recently, tapping into the nanoforges on the ship to reconfigure his internals. His body currently wasn’t in the room, but in the body or not, he still had access to the ship’s security systems; along with every *other* system, as well, of course.
“So,” the Captain began, turning the monitor off, “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“*Well*,” he began, taking the seat across from her, “So, I’ve been *thinking*, and - *all by myself*, with *no* outside influence - I’ve decided that on planets with a pre-rating of ‘8’ or higher, then I should bring extra security personnel with me. I’m sure only *one* person would be needed…”
She smiled knowingly.
“Come up with this idea all on your own, huh?” she asked, a sly note in her voice.
“*Oh yeah*,” he replied, smiling, “All by myself; no other help required…”
Her smile widened, and she leaned back, lacing her fingers together.
“Well,” she replied easily, “*You’re* the boss; got any candidates in mind?”
His own smile widened as he said,
“*Well*, I was thinking of talking about it with ‘Ri, see if she wants to take the job; I *will* - of course - approve her pay raise from ship-based officer, to planet-based.”
“*Of course*,” she replied with a smile, “Is there anything else I should be apprised of?”
He thought for a moment, then something came to him.
“Yeah, we’re gonna make a change in our sh’edule; I was gonna tell you once we reached the station, but now’s as good a time as any. I found a planet in the files that Kai’Ren got at a private auction between exploration company owners: the Federation auctions off the rights to First Contact with species that the probes discover, and this planet has *two*. Kai’Ren spent up pretty much all the money he had to buy it - which is probably why he tried stealing those systems from me - but he was apparently trying to gather up the money to be able to send a team in with full hazmat gear, considering that the viral/bacterial aggression is at a Level 11. Me, ‘Ri, ‘n Cheshire’ll be fine as we are, but the rest of the team will need an upgrade to their immune systems if they wanna come with us. They can get that done in the med bay; I don’t trust my control over the kath’loo’s Gift enough to be able to perfectly alter someone else’s biology like that.”
She nodded in understanding, then spoke up,
“Sounds like a plan; what information do we have on the sapient species?”
So he took the time to detail out everything he’d learned about the two races that shared the planet, but never interacted with each other because of their biologies. One was a serpentine race that - obviously - couldn’t withstand the colder temperatures of the planet’s winters; which lasted for an entire Earth year, from fall through winter, and another year for the warmer seasons.
The other race was another large primate, and they lived up in the mountains until the winter ‘months’, when they were able to migrate down, and replenish their stocks of herd animals. These were actually more advanced than the serpentine race, as there were pictures of their villages being lit up at nights with what was clearly not ‘natural’ light. The probe had needed to go out to the ocean to enter the atmosphere to not risk being noticed by the inhabitants, doing a scan on the microbial life of the planet.
After they were finished, it was about time for him to go catch dinner with ‘Ri and her family, so he bid the Captain goodnight, and left her office. The rest of the night passed smoothly, and all that was left was for them to enjoy the rest of the trip back to the station.

Par’Lo was an old sehr’chtahb, the once-black rings around his eyes now a dull gray, while the fur on his body was pretty much all white. There was no real use for his Gift to mold metal and other minerals to his will in owning a run-down old bar in a backwaters space station that could more accurately be described as a ‘hideout’ on most days. Not that any criminal outfit actually *ran* this place, but everyone here knew to keep their heads down, and mouths shut. Business owners like himself relied on the service of anyone who came their way - having their *own* reasons to be skirting the center of the Federation, as it were - so discretion was a virtue in keeping a business running. He was just lucky enough to have been able to acquire this bar: it wasn’t much, but it was the only one around for weeks in subspace.
They *did* still receive transmissions from the Federation this far out - they weren’t an *actual* crime center, so they weren’t really *trying* to stay off the Federations ‘radar’ - so he had a screen playing in the corner of the bar for a break in the monotony. As he was pouring another drink to a vell’prah at the bar, a special broadcast came across the screen, drawing the attention of everyone nearby.
It appeared to be a message from the suun’mahs, the subject of which being the newest species introduced to the Federation, these ‘humans’ that they were sponsoring in their Uplifting. Humans - it appeared - were relatively close to gaining FTL capabilities, so their process was shorter than most others in the Federation. The suun’mahs scientists had been there every step of the way, making sure the humans understood each new concept, and how to apply it to their everyday lives before moving on to the next, more complicated subject.
The suun’mahs representative then announced that there was a special message that the humans had sent out, more than *500* of their years prior. And it was quite the message, indeed; it was over a Standard hour by itself, though the gravity of it made the time seem to pass by mostly unnoticed. It wasn’t much, by the standards of what might be sent during diplomatic exchanges, except that it had been created long before digital media existed in any reliable capacity; so they had transcribed it on a golden disk, using the technology they possessed at the time to encode their message, for all to see.
They saw pictures of humans, from all walks of life, doing all manner of activities. They heard the sounds of nature, animals and seismic events, storms and the gentle breeze in the grass. They saw - and heard a translated reading of - a message of text sent out with the images and sounds, a message of hope and good will, extending a hand of friendship to galactic neighbors they had no proof even existed, in the *hopes* that they weren’t hostile. And yet they had risked that, in order to confirm that they weren’t alone in the universe.
This was followed by a quick montage of Ambassador Redding’s exploits in the Federation, so far. It showed him meeting his team his first day on the ship, and of him finding the miu’alfar being harrassed, saving her from her attackers, and scaring them easily. It showed him almost being impaled by a gal’guin who could apparently hurl insults at someone about their race, but couldn’t take even a single one aimed at his own. As the human on the screen spun around with a resounding crunching noise, he heard a slight chuckle from the gal’guin sitting at the bar; he looked over with a surprised look on his face.
The gal’guin simply twitched his antenna in a way that he knew to be the equivalent to a shrug in other species, nonchalantly saying,
“I’ve never heard that one before,” he replied, obviously referencing the human insulting his species for *having* a Gift, “Rather impressive, actually; especially considering the *source*.” He gave a conceding shrug, and turned back to the monitor just in time to see the suun’mahs come back on screen, a solemn expression on his face.
“We have to inform you at this moment that we are coming to some rather… *sensitive* material, and if you have young children in the room - or for those with a sensitive constitution - we are putting up a timer on-screen depicting the length of the following series of clips, which will be translated into your local time measurement. The graphic material will - of course - be censored, however it is *still* shocking to witness, even as is. Viewer discretion is advised.”
And with that, it cut to a shot of the human Ambassador, but obviously *before* he became the ambassador. He was in a cage with a large feline to one side of him, and a large canine to another. Over the length of the montage, it was evident that he was ‘taming’ the creatures - the cervine creature to the other remaining side seemed too skittish to get near the predators - to the point that each would eventually walk over to the spot where their cages interacted with his, him being in the corner of his own, stroking and scratching both at the same time in a manner that seemed just as relaxing to the human as it would most definitely be for any creature underneath those dexterous fingers. Sure, there were clips interspersed of the mahn’ewe doing their experiments, taking excessive amounts of biomatter from him, but the focus was obviously on his relationship with the animals, and how obviously natural it was for his kind.
Which made it all the more worse when the part he knew in the back of his mind *must* come finally did; many of the animals had been disappearing from the cages around him along the montage, and it was obvious what the mahn’ewe were doing. But one day they came to take *both* of the animals he had bonded with, and his rage at the fact was a sight to behold. He didn’t seem to notice the pain as he threw himself into the bars, screaming insults at the mahn’ewe, all of whom simply laughed at him as they took the animals out. And then it was the slow wait for them to expire, getting more and more sickly by the clip, with the human becoming equally distraught apace of their sickness.
Then came the day when they died, the canine first, and then the feline, while he slept; though, he seemed to notice immediately as soon as his body showed signs of waking up. At the laughter of the mahn’ewe, he leapt up in a fury that made his previous outburst look like a child’s temper tantrum, devolving to the point that he wasn’t even speaking actual words, just deranged screaming of a wounded animal that was scared and angry, knowing it was facing its death. Then one of the mahn’ewe made the mistake of thinking the human wasn’t paying attention, and went to poke him in the side with one of the long poles they were all carrying; at which point the human latched onto it faster than the eye could see, pulling the mahn’ewe into the bars, and impaling one of the ones in the canine’s cage, the blunt end piercing straight through the small alien like it was sharpened to a fine point.
It wasn’t that that made the mahn’ewe stop laughing, nor the obvious sounds of bones shattering under the larger primate’s vice-like grip; it was when there were obviously no more bones to break in the smaller alien’s neck, and he tore it completely off of its shoulders. The shoulders up were heavily blurred out a couple seconds before the actual act happened - along with the sound being completely cut - but it was obvious what had happened; especially when he threw the pieces of the body at the remaining mahn’ewe before him. Finally silenced - and obviously fearful - they actually flinched when he launched himself at the bars again; they hurriedly retrieved all the bodies, and got the hells out of the hold.
This was confirmed by the suun’mahs to be what led the mahn’ewe to rank them as a Class 12 aggressor species, and to be confirmed by the humans as being, quote: an ‘understandable reaction to the given circumstances’. From there it cut to the first planet that he had been stationed to, after a brief explanation that he had received help from a razum’yilahnfor the trauma he endured in his time spent aboard the mahn’ewe ship.
They saw him jump in front of a comparatively small - but no less ferocious - feline to save his team, and they saw his first interaction with the natives of that planet, most notably the incident where he first met their domesticated canines. It was actually surprisingly heartwarming to watch, especially after the scene with the canine and feline in the mahn’ewe ship. Then - rather amusingly, garnering a new kind of respect from the patrons in his bar - they saw him ingest some berry that the plant-people of that planet grew on themselves, after which he was *obviously* intoxicated, his inhibitions seemingly going out the airlock a few minutes after eating it.
On to the second planet, where a new side of the human was shown, with him and his pup - that had been gifted to him by the hamad’ruid, which was the loophole that was needed for anyone to bring a new animal off planet without first knowing how removing it would affect the environment - running happily through the trees, the razum’yilahn from his team wrapped around his neck and torso, providing her the heat she needed to survive on their mission, and providing *him* the Gift of telekinesis, which would be helpful in case he was attacked by a wild animal, or met another sapient race.
The third planet was pretty uneventful, apparently, seeing as all that was shown was a few clips demonstrating that the tension that had been evident between him and the vell’prah leading the group had obviously been resolved somehow, and obviously sometime on the ride between planets. What was more interesting was his experience aboard the space station the ship he was on stopped at.
First was a bit of clips showing him being escorted around the station by an official-looking suun’mahs, stopping at a tailor’s first; where the human got a look of terror on his face as soon as he saw the shop owner, running off and later confirming to the suun’mahs with him that he was arachnophobic. He refused the offer to go elsewhere however, stating that now that he was dealing with *sapient* beings, he needed to get over his fears, going back to the shop to be fitted for a new wardrobe. And he managed to make it through the measurements, though it was obvious that he was on edge the entire time.
Next they went to a lovely drahk’mihn’s makeup shop, where he bought some eyeshadow and lipstick - and paid to have her apply it for him - along with dying one side of the little bit of hair humans seemed to have only on their heads, as well. After that was done, and they had retrieved his clothes from the shop, the suun’mahs began to escort him to the section of the station where the hotels were located.
Along the way, they met up with a group of humans who had been part of the initial ‘testing’ of having their species working in Federation jobs, all of whom had - understandably - chosen to work with their ambassador. However, they revealed to the Ambassador that they had found a missing child, who turned out to be none other than a gal’guin, too young to be expected to understand Federation Standard. And in an act that displayed that he didn’t hold what had happened on the ship against their species as a whole, he stood on the railing of the walkway - another human doing the same at his back - and yelled out *quite* loudly, stating that they had found a lost child, asking if anyone was looking for them; and before he could finish, a pair of gal’guin came flying over, anxiety etched in their every movement.

I posted this on another community and honestly I just really really need an answer on what to do here.
So let me give a quick rundown of everything. I just really don’t know what to do here, and I feel like the only way for me to feel normal is to get back with him. I started seeing a guy through Tinder when I was 17, and he was 19. This was my first relationship. The start was very nice, but we didn’t meet until 2 months in. When we did meet, I instantly liked him even more, and we started a talking stage. Throughout the talking stage, he was very nice and explained that he wanted to do this courting properly because he really liked me. I never understood the point of a talking stage; I thought, “Why can’t I just date you if I like you?” But we had a talking stage regardless. After months and months (probably a year and a half), I realized he started referring to me as his girlfriend, and I thought that was weird. I asked him why, and he said, “Well, aren’t we dating?” I was kinda hurt by that because when we started dating, I made it clear that if we are in a talking stage and when we move to dating, I want to be asked out properly. It doesn’t have to be fancy, but just say the words “I like you, let’s go out.” He said that after I questioned that while we were cuddling in bed. I didn’t like that, but he said he thought it was nice asking it casually. He said, “You want certain things to be done in too specific of a way.” That really hurt me because I thought I allowed myself to be open to things, but I suppose not.
We had a lot of issues during our relationship, but it was stuff we couldn’t really control. It was things like how we couldn’t meet more than once a month, and it was brutal not seeing each other for that long because we lived far apart and were busy with life. It always felt like he was busier than me. It’s weird; I don’t know how to explain it, but it was a situation where I always had time regardless of how busy I was, and he hardly had time regardless of what happened in his life. I always thought it was because I relaxed by being with him and he relaxed by being himself. So for me, if I could just spend time with him, that would be fine, but for him, he needed at least some time to himself.
One of the worst things for me during the entire relationship was saying goodnight. I don’t know why, but I was so scared to say it, and I would always delay it as much as possible. Something about saying goodnight, him going to sleep, and me just being by myself terrified me so much that I would just try to talk to him as much as possible. This happened not only over text but in person too. The image of his back to me with him sleeping while I just lay there myself terrified me. I don’t know why. Before I was with him, I was very happy being by myself. I was one of those dull, boring, happy people who were content with doing very simple things like cooking or painting. But now that he broke up with me, I feel like the only way to go through this phase is to be with him.
We went on a trip a couple of months ago. It was our first trip together, and we were so excited. But the trip went a lot worse than we thought and was one of the main reasons he broke up with me. During the trip, I drank every single night. It was my first time drinking, and I really liked him taking care of me. It felt like one of those very rare times where I had 100% of his attention. But he didn’t like that; he didn’t like taking care of me. During one of the nights, I got drunk, and we did sexual stuff together. From what I remember, everything went nicely, but he had a completely different perspective on it. I remember jokingly asking him to do new stuff we never did before in a whiny voice. In a way that I knew that if he didn’t want to, he could just say no shush. I played around the topic, and then he said yeah sure. During the breakup, he said, “You really pressured me into doing stuff I wasn't comfortable with, and it brought back some horrible memories, and I can’t put myself through that again. I know you wouldn’t do that, but it was the fact that it already happened.”
I just turned 20, and he’s 21. And right after I did, we broke up. It only happened a couple of days ago, so every time I even think about it, it feels so suffocating. The night before, I texted some mean things because I wanted his attention since I was very upset he wouldn’t hear me out for 5 mins. I knew he had an exam the next day, but I was so upset it felt like if I didn't talk about this right now, then I would be up all night and day stressing about this. He was not happy about this. He was very, very upset and said he was fed up and tired of this. Because he was right; this isn’t the first time I have done this.
To me, it just felt like I couldn’t get through the day. I would get very late replies, like in 2-3 hours, and it felt weird to say 'hey, can we talk' to someone who would check their phone every few hours. Even on the days we could talk for a good hour or so, it felt like if I said my issues, I would just be ruining this really nice time, so I thought it would be best to just wait until the end of the day."
I don't know why, but he tried so hard to talk to me. He never used his phone and hated texting but still tried for me. But even though he did, I felt like he still didn't have time for me. Or, I guess, enough time for me. It felt like I was always begging for his time, saying stuff like 'please just talk to me for 5 mins.'
Anyway, back to the breakup. He was very upset, and we called, and he said, 'I can't do this anymore.' I was scared so badly; all I could do was try to reason with him not to and just wait to see me till the next day because I did not want to break up at all. I felt horrible knowing my mean message made him so upset he just wanted to leave. That night, we agreed that we would talk it out the next day, and if it doesn’t work out, we will break up. That was the only thing that kept me sane. I had to leave work early because I kept crying, and my manager was worried. I texted him before, and he said he had a panic attack because of last night, and I felt so horrible knowing that it happened because of me. I thought I would do everything I can to make it up to him when I see him, and if I get mad, I won't let him know in such a mean way. But as soon as we met up, he said it's over. And that was it. I was so scared, and I didn’t want to accept it, that I just begged and cried, pleading with him not to. After a while, I thought I accepted it, and we went and had dinner. But the moment the next day came, it hit me so badly, and I regretted saying yes to it so much that I just wanted to go back and see him.
I keep thinking back to the first time I said 'I like you' to him. It was when I kissed him for the first time, sitting on his lap with my head nestled in the corner of his neck as I said it. Now that we've broken up, I just yearn to return to that moment so desperately. I know time can't rewind, but I would do anything, even give my life away, just to go back to that. And there are so many more moments I long to revisit, especially those times when we cuddled in bed together. I feel like if I could just go back to those moments, I would feel normal again. And if I can feel normal, I can eat and sleep.
Because I felt so horrible, I kept texting and calling him because I just wanted to see him. I took the day off work and waited at the bus stop I usually wait at, hoping he would call me and say, 'Okay, come up,' but he didn’t, and I stayed there the whole day. I feel like such a creep for doing that, but I physically couldn’t stomach anything other than thinking about him. He texted me saying, 'You can't keep texting me. It's exam season for me, and I need to focus,' and all I could say was, 'Can we please go back?' He said, 'Not anytime soon,' and that he doesn’t want to get back together, at least not now. He said we will talk on Tuesday. It’s currently Saturday night, and I’m so scared to even start the weekend. He blocked me after I kept begging him to talk to me for 5 more mins. Even though he blocked me everywhere, I keep calling and texting him and looking at old photos. I feel so creepy and like such a weirdo for even doing this, but it feels like if I don’t, then I don't know how to feel. I physically don't have the energy to do things like eat and sleep; all I keep thinking about is him.
He said he will text me on Tuesday, and I’m hoping he really does. My friends noticed this, and they said from the sounds of it, he probably won’t, but they said I can wait till Saturday. If he doesn’t by Saturday, I have to delete his texts. But I just know he will, and we will talk again and get back together.
I talked to my doctor and therapist about this a day before. With the doctor, I told him I have been feeling like this since I started university. And with my therapist, she said that from the sounds of it, you guys will talk it out and not break up. But after the breakup, I feel like what I felt during the relationship just accelerated so much, so fast I don’t know what to do. My doctor said he will put me on SSRI Sertraline for 8-9 months. I don’t know if that’s really a good idea because he said it will make me numb, but after the breakup, I just can’t wait to get on them.
My issue now is I’m seeing him on Tuesday, and even though I know it’s for the best if we don’t get back together, I don’t know—I feel like if I say the words and accept that fact, there is a whole other feeling of doom waiting for me. I’m seeing my GP on Wednesday for a blood test, and I’m seeing my therapist next week because she is on vacation right now. I want to talk to my doctor and get on meds and talk to my therapist before I see him. But I don’t know if I can wait for all that.
I have friends, but they are all in relationships, and they all said mine would be the first to break from the start. So now that it actually happened, I feel awful about reaching out to them. I talked to other friends I haven't reached out to in a couple of years, and they all try to reason with me, but I think I just frustrate them by saying I just want him. And I want to go back to those moments.
I want to get back together, and I want to try to make up for everything I did wrong. We already had a break in the past for a week because he said I stressed him too much and added things to his plate. I thought I stopped sharing stuff he didn't like anymore, but now I think I have a better understanding of what the actual issue was. It wasn't the topic but rather how I would talk about it at night and call him when he had work or exams. I want to take accountability for what happened on the trip and make it up to him by taking him on another trip. I will try my very best to ensure it's the best trip ever for him, where we can do stuff he likes, and I won't get drunk every night just because I'm away from home and want to try it for the first time.
I just don't want to accept the break up.
I just, I really don’t know what to do and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. No wait I know what I’m supposed to do I just don’t know if I can even put myself through that. So I just want to go back.
It got so bad last night that my parents, who rarely pay attention, asked what's going on. They said they're scared for you because of how you've been lately. And I feel like the only thing that will fix this is him. So I just want him. He always said I was too much and too obsessed because I would spend time making him handmade things or writing him letters. So I’m worried if we got back together, how will I stop that too?
I know I’m supposed to know what to do, and I know I should do what I feel is right, but if someone can please just give me a step-by-step guide on how to just go through this, then please. I’m so scared of the type of person I’m becoming, who just calls and texts someone who is already being blocked. And is thinking of getting back together and planning and begging to even though he said he doesn't want to. The only thing helping me go through till Tuesday is knowing, 'hey, I can go back to him then.' I don't even know if I want a relationship; I just want to be close with him and I just want to cuddle and be with him. He was my first for a lot of things, and I really thought he was my first and last, and to know this happened. This feels worse than anything I have ever felt in my life; it feels like even death itself is more peaceful than this.
I’m sorry for the long text, and I would really, really like to hear from anyone at least before this Tuesday, so 14/5, just so I know what to do because I really don’t know. I know that’s asking a lot, so you can leave it to just one word as well. I know I have probably taken up so much of your time from just this long text. And also, just let me know how to stop being manipulative to people because I feel like I was, and I always have been, especially when sharing my problems. I feel like even with him, I wanted his attention, even if it was bad when I was sad. I typed this out in a rush, so I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes I'm just noticing them now after posting
It feels so scary to even walk into my room. All the lego flowers, diamond paintings, pottery, origami, sculpture making, knitting, sewing, crocheting I did to wait for his text is all there. And i feel like all they do is just remind me that hey you nagged him during this whole relationship you deserve to feel like this for your whole life. And forget whole life I can’t even do 2 days. I think the only way to get through this is to get back with him but to do that I need to do better so how do I take accountability for everything I have and show him that yes I will do better and I will be better and you can trust me

Your "community" idea did NOT work.
It's clear to anybody visiting the Telegram Group (and not many people do), that you have stagnated. The plastic mods you allocated to run the group have systematically driven away hundreds of people who had thoughts, ideas, and most importantly, MONEY to invest in $RBIF.
Anybody stating a view that doesn't comply with those few brainless "leaders" (LOL what a joke), is spoken down to, harrassed or banned.
What you have ended up with is a scenario that runs like this - every-fucking-day...
"Good morning!" "Hey, good morning!" "Gonna be a great day." "We are set to take off today." "GM bro." "Hi bro."
blah blah blah... followed by...
"Sellers get rekt!" "Goodnight bro!" "GN bro!"
etc etc.
All this is usually followed by a dip in the chart.
This is why your community sucks, and everybody is selling.
Ironically, your 'leaders', losers like Ignashka, SH, and their other hopeless buddies have completely DESTROYED anything resembling a community. They continually bitch and moan about no chat in the group. They don't have the intelligence or skillset to realise THEY are the ones stopping this from happening.
So, if you want to engage people, if you want to build a community instead of running it into the ground, you need to change tactic... And, it's pretty fucking simple. STOP being pathetic little power-hungry dictators. Allow people to post what they want to say about RBIF (as long as it isn't illegal or extreme). Let the conversation flow - even if you don't agree with it. Don't denigrate people for speaking their mind.
If someone wants to comment that the chart is looking shit (which it is), then let it happen.
Because if, as many of you have stated, you're worried about negative comments affecting how people view RBIF... guess what? NOBODY is viewing the page now anyway, except you dozen or so bitches who blather endless 'good mornings' and 'goodnights' to each other.
Long time $RBIF holder - Kaptain Kronik

To clarify before we start, I am nonbinary and bisexual myself so while the “LGBTQ+ community is the most fashionable” stereotype is talked about in here (and why they changed Pario to Rococo in the localization), it is important I PROMISE because it just led to the biggest realization and best possible theory I’ve ever had about this game. So none of this is meant to be offensive, this is written by an LGBTQ+ person who loves fashion, talking about what we never picked up on in the game. LOL.
to get to the Dominic part skip to the paragraph that says DOMINIC PART HERE, I’m sorry I’m not good at writing concise intros and I wanted to give context first.
Okay, so I made that sweet tea post earlier explaining how Felicity (from the first style savvy game) actually was probably calling us sweetie the whole time due to a translation error, and somebody jokingly said “what if the tea part was about gossip haha”.
I looked up when people started saying it and it was originally from drag culture, so I started being like, it would be wild if that was intentional and would make sense too because Rococo was canonically a drag queen named Pario in the Japanese version, but they removed the facial hair in the localized versions and made her a woman to avoid controversy or stereotypes or both, so I was like, wow, what if Felicity is canonically a queen too that got lost in localization? She’s literally the most gorgeous character in the game, tall, flawless hair, flawless makeup, just this unobtainable beauty our character will never match. Ok, stereotypes aside, they’d both be canonically trans women now which is still epic, but that’s besides the point.
—DOMINIC PART STARTS HERE—
I started thinking WAY too hard about this whole thing and what other characters might have been LGBTQ+, and jokingly said, “Dominic, I’m looking at you next.”
And then it hit me like a BUS.
We have been theorizing things in the past couple of months on this sub like that he was terminally ill, had trauma involving the death of his parents… but now I am starting to think he was actually a closeted gay man.
Think about it. He gets awkward around girls who may like him. He has all that money and lives alone (besides his butler and maid), never talks about his parents, spends big money investing in the fashion industry, and not only does he own the boutiques but he enthusiastically watches the shows and has a genuine interest in them.
He’s not free from the stereotypes if gay, because he fits the “really hot gay guy no one knows is gay and so they all fall in love with him” stereotype, but like, THINK ABOUT IT MORE.
-He’s probably not out to Godfrey, because Godfrey tries to set him up with girls- but actually, thinking about it, did Godfrey ever say he needed a ROMANTIC partner, or did he just say friend? We did say we were his friend.
-At first after this, Dominic apologizes about Godfrey doing this and gets the wrong idea and is embarrassed, probably because he doesn’t want to lead us on. But when he finds out we said we were FRIENDS, he is happy- relieved maybe that we didn’t say we had a crush on him (even though we all totally did because we had no idea)? Probably also relieved we are a friend that already KNOWS fashion and wouldn’t just use him as the gay best friend that helps us be fashionable… even though you can ask him for fashion advice in contests and do that LOL
-I forget some of Godfrey’s dialogue, but I think I recall him saying he doesn’t like talking about his past, himself, or his parents or something. Disowned maybe? Depressing if true but it just makes sense, if my parents didn’t support me when I came out, I would hate to talk about that too. And this game was made at a time where it was very hard to come out. (It still is, but I feel like there’s a lot more acceptance and easier access to support from others if not your family in present times)
-Any time he suggests going out or taking you home, he backs out. Renee says “oh he’s blushing!” But she’s oblivious that he might not be into women- he could be blushing from embarrassment because he doesn’t want to lead us on and give us the wrong idea.
-Maybe… he isn’t even single!! Maybe he’s secretly dating and he also doesn’t want to hang out with us outside of work because he doesn’t want the press (we know Felicity and Libby would definitely have a field day if they caught us with him just hanging out) to make up stories about us dating out of respect for his partner, and/or because he plans to come out on his own terms when he is ready one day.
I cannot believe as someone gay myself who had a similar awkwardness towards guys (because I lean towards women) because they all had crushes on me and was relieved when they didn’t that I didn’t pick up on this.
If the “Dominic isn’t into women” theory is true, then this is big because it was the best written yet most missed representation in the entire game. I love him even more as a character now because I used to think they were just teasing us and didn’t elaborate enough on him, but it turns out if he’s actually gay, it was RIGHT THERE THE WHOLE TIME but it went over our heads since we were all crushing on him. Like, when he was happy we said we were his friend, THAT WAS LITERALLY ALL IT WAS, nothing more. He found relief in our character accepting him and just being his friend.
I love this as an adult but if you told me when I was 8 I would’ve cried and rejected it and been like “THIS CANNOT BE TRUE HE WAS MY FIRST LOVE…”
Anyway. It is incredibly late now. I have been analyzing Style Savvy 1 for approximately 5 hours straight tonight and I have to get up in 4 hours. But I hope this theory was interesting to somebody.
Goodnight!!!

Hi everyone! I am typically a lurker and have realised I get along with INFPs the most, so I want to start with saying I really admire you and how you operate. I think of it as marching to your own beat and love & appreciate your authenticity. I apologise in advance that this is a very long post but I want to get it off my chest.
I (23F) an INFJ, became friends with a (29M) INFP sometime last year at university. I did not notice him at the beginning because we sat on opposite ends of the classroom, I did constantly have a friend of his argue with my points in class which I always answered and from what he has told me, that he got used to my voice and agreed with me often but wasn’t in the mood to argue with his friend himself. I apparantly shocked him in the last week when I revealed that I had survived war at a young age from a specific country. I noticed his head whipping back twice that day but didn’t understand why until we later talked and realised we are from the same country.
A few weeks go by and I run into him at the library where I thought he was bothering the librarian, he was making fun of her hair colour and then called her a weeb, typically I don’t get involved, but he irritated me that I looked at him and said “if you are judging people by their looks, then you would surprised how many people enjoy Manga but don’t appear a certain way.” Embarrassingly enough for me, it turns out the were friends. I was going back to studying but he came and we started chatting about the final we had, a manga we both love very deeply and we exchanged social media. We both aren’t very big phone users, I went overseas for a summer course while he had a holiday and would send me messages and reels every now and then. One time we called as I was getting ready to see what I was upto and when I came back from the exchange program, we would keep in touch once a month to discuss that Manga we enjoyed as well as any other topics that crossed our minds. Our phone calls would go on for hours. Mind you, I have never liked anyone and have not been in a relationship, so I thought this was normal until my friends said it was not?
After a few months of me coming back and we go on break again from university, we decided to meet up in person but went to two different locations of agreed upon place. He waited for me for 3 hours and I felt horrible. I think it was after this that my heart began to soften towards him and I didn’t realise it until a few weeks after that I had feelings for him. He and I both said if we have feelings for someone, then we would tell them. So I did, sometime in December, I made him fresh homemade ravioli and confessed my feelings. He told me that he respects me and does not see me in that way, I took this well but I don’t know why but I saw in his eyes for a brief second a spark or light in which it showed me he felt what I felt, but then killed it in an instant. As if yes he feels it but is not going to allow himself to entertain the idea. I know for a fact he and I could never be together, we have the same vision for the future but our core values will clash. Even if we could work it out, other factors in our lives would make us resent each other in the future.
Now after this I felt okay because we communicated as adults and I was trying to process my feeling seperately so we can be friends but he started becoming very open and friendly with me than before. There were goodmorning and goodnight messages, frequent calling in which a lot of fun and then serious conversations occured. He wanted to compare our birthcharts (which I found really funny that he brought this up as my friend kept asking me about his time of birth). There was a night where we were on the phone for 8+ hours discussing our fears, hopes and dreams (literal dreams and things we want to work towards). He was interested in meeting my friends for a tarot reading (he said for fun). He did and we were going to prank them by saying we were together, but on the day I got super stressed out, he sensed it and operated in a manner to try to soothe me and get me out of my shell, but I was feeling really shy, which is a bit rare for me.
After meeting my friends, he became a bit distant, he told me because he was hoping to help me get over my crush on him and transition into a healthy friendship (which I respect). I still feel confused if he has or had feelings for me, because over time he went from “no” to “I killed my feelings” to “I sort of feel the same” to “I weighed the pros and cons” to “I don’t want both of us to be sad”.
He was not supposed to return to university this semester but I really wanted him to join me for a class, and apparantly when I wasn’t in the room, he told my friend its because I am doing those classes and he wants to do them with me.
He made me homemade curry, in which I let my mother try it, I let him know that she liked it and he got super excited. On our first week back, he made enough portions to feed my family.
We check in with one another every now and then during the week, do our assignments together and banter, by banter I mean I get severely bullied by him about my cooking and anything he can find to pick on. He has said “I hope God blesses you with a husband like me”, when I asked him why he is delighted to annoy me or see me blush.
I do have feelings and care about him very deeply, I have let him go (in the sense if crush, he will always be a very good friend of mine) and wish the absolute best for him. Are there any feelings from his end, or is it strictly platonic and I am bring delusional as he jokingly states?
Sincerely, INFJ who is questioning her sanity and gut feeling but does not want to assume anything incorrectly.
Edit: Spelling and Grammar

[PT2]
Totally fine to monetize with credit in the video or audio, Just make sure to send it to me cause I definitely would want to see it!! Please don't make any edits to the script without checking in with me!
[Directions and sound effects will be like this]Character: Character dialogue will be like this
This is actually a re-written version, I somehow managed to accidentally delete the original and of course it was the only one I didn't have written down anywhere else.
Enjoy!
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[Sound of soldiers marching, wagons riding, maybe a horse sound or two]
Prince: Slow the horses, I see someone. I said slow! Ugh, give me the reigns, you're useless. [Prince whips the reigns, horses and soldiers stop, footsteps of the cloaked person walking] You. Stop. [Footsteps continue] I said, stop. [Prince climbs down from the wagon as he speaks, draws his sword.] Good choice. Lower your hood and show me your face. [Sound of cloth moving] I was right, it is you. The one who was hoarding all the cheese rolls at father's last banquet dinner. Yes, I do remember that, it was a disconcerting amount of food. Where are you headed on foot? On a military route no less?
Listener: ....
Prince: You... do know where you are, don't you? Do you mean to tell me we're the first group of soldiers you've run into out here?
Listener: ....
Prince: I find that... terribly suspicious. You didn't answer the why of my question. So again, why are you out here all alone? Surely the child of a noble as rich as your father has no good reason to be walking alone out here. Unless... perhaps you're up to something? Perhaps the reason you 'haven't seen any other troops', is because you met with enemy soldiers. Your father has lessened his contributions to the war efforts in recent times, perhaps it's not all a coincidence in the first place. [Prince sheaths his sword] I hereby place you under arrest under suspicion of treason. I have a few more questions for you, but those will be for in the wagon, I'm not holding up my soldiers any longer for what could just as easily be a damned trap. [Prince drags the listener into the wagon with him, pushing them into the seat] Stay there. Answer my questions, and don’t piss me off, and I’m sure you’ll be just fine. Now first, where were you going?
Listener: ….
Prince: I highly doubt that, it would take you at least a week to get there by walking, and you clearly don’t have the provisions to make a trip like that. I warned you not to lie to me. Maybe having something sharp around will make you a little more… forthcoming. [Prince takes out a blade]
Listener: ….
Prince: Well if you answer my questions without lying, you won’t have to worry about how sharp this is. So try again, the truth this time.
Listener: ….
Prince: Your carriage went into a ditch…? I’m sorry- did you simply forget to bring a bag with you from the carriage? What were you planning to eat-?
Listener: ….
Prince: Wolves? Seriously? Why would you be afraid of attracting a wolf? Unless they’re starving to death, they’re not likely to bother you. They’re quite commonly hunted, so they’re likely more afraid of you than anything else. Well anyway, that’s probably all bullshit, but honestly, I don’t care. It makes no difference to me whether or not you’re a treasonous rat. The main point of taking you prisoner is to get your father supplying us again. The questions are just a formality. And, if you’re uncooperative, it’s an excuse to relieve a little stress with my knife here.
Listener: ….
Prince: Aw, what? Are you scared? Boohoo, not my problem. You were practically asking for trouble. If your story is true, you’re lucky it was me and not enemy soldiers. You wouldn’t last a day. With me, you might just have a chance at a little more time than that.
Listener: ….
Prince: I’m… not nice? Well yeah, thanks for stating the obvious. Nice isn’t really my thing. Since when have you met anyone ‘nice’ in this god forsaken kingdom? You’ll have to point them out cause I’m afraid we have yet to be introduced.
Listener: ….
Prince: You? You’re nice? Uh huh… well then, we can put intelligent and likely to live past age 30 on the list of things you aren’t.
Listener: ….
Prince: Please, you were raised here all your life, you know how this place works. We’ve always had a brutal way about us. Honestly, you’re far too delicate to survive here. If I didn’t know your family personally, I really would think you came from another country, and that’s a reluctant compliment. I don’t care how you choose to see yourself, you’re a moron just the same. You’re either spoiled, sheltered, stupid, or all of the above, and I’m leaning towards the latter.
Listener: ….
Prince: ‘You’re mean, you’re a jerk, you’re scary!’ Yeah yeah, you keep saying that. I don’t understand what you think that’s going to do to change it. Keep insulting me, and you’ll end up like the last person to do that. He hasn’t spoken a word since. Well, not a clear word anyway, hard to do sans tongue. No no, Silverspoon, I know how I am. Threats and violence are so very… effective. And considerably less frustrating than sugary false pleasantries and mental manipulation. It takes forever to convince someone to like you enough to do what you want. But with a blade… [Prince points the blade at the listener] All I have to do is force you to confront danger, and your body, your instincts, will do the rest of the work for me. Your eyes will follow the knife closely, you’ll back away, all because you’re afraid of one teensy… tiny… little… cut. [Prince gives a quick slash of the knife] Haha, see! Look at those crocodile tears!
Listener: ….
Prince: Oh come on, it can’t hurt that bad. It’s hardly even bleeding. You really are sheltered, you know that? Haven’t you suffered worse than this scraping your knee or breaking a bone or something? There’s no way that little scratch could hurt more than an average childhood injury. Oh… unless this is my knife I coated in poison… I could have sworn that it was the other one…
Listener: ….
Prince: Can’t take a joke? You complain that I’m mean and scary, but you don’t seem to like my sense of humor, either. You’re awfully hard to please, Silverspoon.
Listener: ….
Prince: Silverspoon? You’ve never been called that before? It’s a word for a spoiled rich brat. Like, the term ‘born with a silver spoon in your mouth’? Nothing, really?
Listener: ….
Prince: Yeah, whatever. I know how to survive in this kingdom, you don’t. That makes me a hell of a lot better off than you. I’m getting bored taunting you, so you might as well get some rest. I can only handle talking to a weak willed idiot for so long before I start to concern myself with catching that disease. So stay quiet until we get to our campsite and I’ll find a tent to chain you up in for the night.
Listener: ….
Prince: Yes, obviously. You’re a prisoner, prisoners sleep locked up. You’re lucky I didn’t throw you in with the others that we have. They’re all from enemy countries, so putting you in with them is probably a death sentence.
Listener: ….
Prince: Relax, would you? I said I’d find a tent for you, I didn’t say it was going to be with the other captives. I think we have a spare, and since you’re a special case, being a citizen of my country, I’m keeping you separate. You should be grateful to me for treating you with a shred of mercy, I could be doing a lot worse.
Listener: ….
Prince: Yes, well, rest your eyes or stare out the window or something while we travel. As long as you don’t talk to me, I don’t care.
[Audio fades out for a scene change! Maybe replace it with some nighttime ambience, campfires and crickets or something?]
Prince: Wake up, we’re here.
Listener: ….
Prince: They’re already setting up camp. There was a spare tent, so you’ll be staying there. Now get up, I’m tired, so the sooner I get you settled in your arrangements, the sooner I can go the hell to sleep.
[The two exit the carriage and walk through the camp, entering the tent]
Prince: These will be your accommodations. Excellent fabric walls, plenty of space, and a conveniently placed wooden pole, perfect for chaining a prisoner up right in your very living room! Which means to you, go over there, turn around, and kneel. [Speaks the last sentence harshly, footsteps] Good. [Sound of chains as prince locks up listener] I’m being good enough to let you keep your hands in the front, since you’ll need to eat. Here. Bread is standard rations for prisoners, but I’ll give you something extra, as a welcoming gift.
Listener: ….
Prince: It’s just sundried berries from my rations. Don’t read into it, I just hate them, so they can either go in your stomach, or on the ground where inedible garbage belongs. Eat your food and go to sleep, if you can, considering you slept most of the ride here. Well, good luck getting comfortable, I’m sure you’ll find a way to sleep sitting up.
[Prince exits, he gets quieter as he can be heard talking to someone outside of the tent]
Prince: Yes, I know. I was simply settling in our newest tag-along. See that this tent is guarded overnight, understood? Excellent. I think I’ll simply retire for the night. I have very little interesting sitting around a campfire indulging in foul tasting spirits or suffering through obnoxiously loud conversation with men who only have three topics; said foul tasting spirits, utterly untrue tales of their oh so ‘valiant’ victories in battle, and what they like to do in the night with their wives. I prefer a more refined crowd, if I must endure any at all. So my apologies, but that’s a resounding ‘no thank you’. I’m aware, I’ll take my medicine once I’m back in my tent, I won’t forget. Your concern is touching. [Sarcastic] Oh and, have one of the medics visit this tent. There was a little… incident, in which my knife oh so unfortunately briefly met with our prisoner’s forearm. [He pauses for the other soldier he’s talking to to reply, then says smugly,] It slipped. Yes, goodnight.
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Hope you enjoyed! This is actually a rewritten version since I managed to somehow delete the contents of the post, whoops. It was super frustrating to rewrite but I tried not to rush it so hopefully it's still good. Sorry about that!