Office farewell party invitation wording

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My Girlfriends' birthday was three days ago, and she invited four people (me, her best friend, and another friend with her boyfriend (to whom I will refer to as N).
Before the party started, my girl and I had a small argument about planning, which presumably added to her stress about her birthday. That being said, when the guests came in, N and his girlfriend were clearly infatuated with each other, whereas my girlfriend did not pay as much romantic attention to me.
Later after the pre-game, we all went to a rave. By this time, my girlfriend already had too much to drink as she told me she couldn't taste the tequila and began slurring her words. It was at the subway station when my drunken girlfriend began to isolate N from the group and have one-on-one conversations despite everyone in the group being present. Even when N showed signs of leaving the convo, my girl continued to try to squeeze a conversation out of him.
Later at the rave, these subtle one-on-one conversations continued. My girlfriend was clearly stumbling and not sober at this time, and it was then when N "accidentally" bumped into her. Subtle forms of physical touch continued through light tapping on her shoulder and a goodbye hug (keep in mind this is the first time we both see N.)
The line was drawn when my girl was feeling drowsy and yawning, so he tried to go up and ask if she's ok. I stopped him to let him know it's not his place to make sure she's fine and I can take care of it. I've been with her for three years, who does he think he is?
What can I make of this situation? All answers are appreciated, thank you.

Kind of a random thing to post but NSI season is back and I know that this time last year I was searching for some tips. If anyone finds this I was the girl who broke both her legs in Charlie 1 last year cycle 3. Anyways, here are some super random tips for those of you about to go.

1. Feminine supplies, you can bring your own and you SHOULD, what they supply are tampons and overnight pads, they will not take them from you if you bring your own. Also put your hairbrush, hair ties, and gel in a similar bag to grab. They took my bag with my stuff in them and I was stranded with 2 hair ties until we got to go to the recruit store.
   
2. Bring a backpack, not a duffel, not a suitcase. Just trust.
   
3. Wear a polo and khaki pants, if you have a unit polo and belt even better. My unit did not tell me that and it really sucked to stick out like a sore thumb. If you're a girl come with your hair done.
   
4. If you have longer hair get a donut bun or bun twisties, I used both but much preferred the twisties. They will not issue supplies to do your hair.
   
5. When you shower (if you're female or just dirty) grab your display towel and put it inside of your rack, then grab another towel from the rack and use them, you will be on your period for random times, if you stain your white towel you're screwed. Leave a tampon in until after you shower or whatever.
   
6. You wash your waterbottles with bleach, they will taste like pool water. You're not drinking bleach you're fine. Really scrub the creases with a bleach papertowel if you can, mold will start to grow in them by week 2, and will make you more sick than you already are.
   
7. You WILL get sick. Try and take 1,500mg of vitamin C every day for a week before hand.
   
8. Try and get moleskin early your feet will be torn up, layer it on everyday BEFORE you get blisters.
   
9. Get the shoe insoles and extra cough drops, drip drop, and hair gel from the recruit store.
   
10. They don't use (a lot of) salt to cook the food, layer it on you'll start to pass out due to lack of electrolytes.
    
11. ONLY PETTY OFFICERS ARE ALLOWED TO SEE CHITS, don't get bullied into anything else and don't do anything outside of your chit if you get issued one, they are orders from the medical officers.
    
12. If you get allergy medication only take it at night, it will make you drowsy all day and fall asleep during classes.
    
13. Fix your uniform and the organization of your rack at night.
    
14. Learn to count before you go, you know who you are people who can't.
    
15. Journal what you learn and your experience, you'll enjoy it afterwards.
    
16. Just turn your brain off like 80% of the day, don't think too much into anything, it's good if the petty officers and MIDN don't know your name for being stupid.
    
17. Try not to get pink eye or covid or foot fungus or strep or whatever candidate crud is floating around.
    
18. Don't give up, I broke my legs (8 stress fractures on my left and six on my right from distance running pre-NSI and a bad accident at NSI) and I was out there doing fire fighting on 5,000mg of ibuprofen to pass, it's not that bad I promise. Let the Hooyah lobotomy happen. Enjoy being a boot while at NSI.
    
19. Don't try and get your family to see graduation, let them travel for your commission, NSI graduation is lame, you get to see them for 15 mins and then get loaded on a bus right after to be shipped home anyways, but if they're close go for it.
    
20. If you like keepsakes make a 'yearbook' I took a page off of my legal page and had all of my friends sign it on the last night, with words of encouragement/fun stuff. I framed it and love to see it and all the memories.
    
21. If you're not good at something ask someone to teach you at night, people will help you if you ask. It's important that you know how to drill. You don't want to be the reason your division is smoked.
    
22. For you nervous folks the gas chamber will be the easiest thing you do. Stress about it the least.
    
23. When I was there they wrote the daily schedule on the fishbowl whiteboard every night for the next day, it's a nice way to be in the know. They also put the shit list up there.
    

That's all I can think of for now. Comment any other tips/questions :)

I won't say that I am writing a proper review or something. Just sharing my personal experience with my Xiaomi 12T. Excuse my English, it's not my first language. Btw I am from SEA, the weather here is either hot most of the time or just a little bit cold because of heavy rain during rainy season. Some of the most popular games here I would say are ML/Mobile Legends (still playing on my 12T) and PUBGM/PUBG Mobile (stop playing on my 12T cause I play on my iPad).
First of all, why do I bought my current Xiaomi 12T? Because my phone before, Poco X3 Pro, just died while I am PUBG Mobile. When I search through the internet, I figured it out that there're many Poco X3 Pro out there with the same problem as mine. So, I brought it to the closest service center and it is the motherboard burn or something. And, the cost for replacing the motherboard is like >90% of the price I paid for when I bought my Poco X3 Pro. The customer service's staff advice me not to repair it, so I do. At this point, I just use my Poco X3 Pro for almost one year and a half (1.5 year) which is unacceptable because my phone before that the Xiaomi Redmi Note 5 being my main for 3.5 years at least. Even though, my Redmi Note 5 is just sitting on my desk, it is still alive until today which make it almost 6 years. I just open and charge it once in while. And for it entire lifespan, I just change it's battery and charging port, that's all.
So, even though part of me being "I won't buy Xiaomi any more" because of my not so good experience with my Poco X3 Pro. There's still part of me feel like giving Xiaomi a second chance with 2 reasons.

1. I have a very good experience with my Redmi Note 5. Even though I tortured it as much as my Poco X3 Pro and try to bent it through the back like JerryRigEverything, it still survive.
   
2. Maybe I just being unlucky and got into problem this time around with my Poco X3 Pro. Like, that's why warranty exist because it's not like 100% product manufactured is completely perfect. Unfortunately, mine is out of warranty. And maybe this is why an ex-flagship chip Snapdragon 860 can be put inside such a budget device.
   

So, while waiting for my Xiaomi 12T, I back to using my Redmi Note 5. Even though it was lagging and "old smartphone problem" everything, it still get the basic job done. Then, my Xiaomi 12T arrived. I can't really remember my whole experience from the beginning to right now with 12T as I don't write on note or something, I will just write this base on my memories.
First few weeks/month, honeymoon phase some will say. Few things that I notice compared to my Poco X3 Pro is that the 120Hz is much smoother and the AMOLED is beautiful. 108mp is an upgrade compared to 48mp on Poco X3 Pro, I keep zooming and testing on the camera and the snap/shutter is much more responsive. 120w is really fast and hot. Under display optical fingerprint scanner is much more convenient than side mounted fingerprint, not sure if it is faster. I can play ML at high graphic and Ultra/120fps frame rate, 90fps smooth on PUBGM. I really enjoy my Xiaomi 12T. So, I will say these is few things that I realized as a significant upgrade compared to Poco X3 Pro.
So here are a few problems or things that I personally don't like with my Xiaomi 12T. 1. PUBGM even though 90fps is enable, it was not that enjoyable. Meshes/Texture was not completely rendered. I am not sure if this is the correct word. Like, I can see the building and structure but the surface of those building and structure take few seconds or never rendered.

1. I rarely use the ultrawide unless I really need it. Never touch the macro lens, I rather use the main camera and zoom/crop in. Main camera is good with enough light and not-that-good on lowlight situation. The other thing I don't really like is the colour processing on the default camera app as I don't see such problem with third party app. Which is the black colour or dark area being processed quite weird, it look unnatural in my eyes.
   
2. Sometime, quite rarely, it didn't detect when I try to charge it. I am sure it was charging but somehow the charging notification or something didn't appear. I can solved it by unplug and re plug again. If that doesn't work, I will try to reboot the device. Then, it detect the charging.
   
3. "Power button ghosting" I would say. It rarely happened but the first time it happened it was really frustrating as I can't use my phone as it continue to power off and power on itself for half a day. The next time this almost-same problem happened again, it is not that problematic and frustrating as the first time but still a problem.
   
4. ML unstable performance. Sometimes, if it's alright, I can do high graphics 120fps. When it was not alright, no matter what I do even though put the graphic on low, it still lagging/low frame rate. When war, it can drop under 15 fps when not alright. I don't use app or tool to measure, but my eyes know that is definitely under 15 fps. So, I tried to delete some games and heavy stuff and maintain my storage around 200GB/256GB, it was alright for a while. Then, it come back again. I tried to delete some stuff more, it seem to not disappeared. Maybe I should delete more stuffs, but what the points of me buying 256GB if I can't use it all.
   

All in all, I have a good time with my Xiaomi 12T if the above problem does not occur. Maybe because I become much more tech-nit-picky as my knowledge about smartphone and technology increased and I know how a good phone should act. It's a midrange device after all, I know I can't expect it to perform like a flagship.

Some background. We had a massive fight a while ago because she put up a story and a bunch of guys flirted with her, she then texted me the next day telling me she felt guilty because she said she was receptive to the flirting.
I asked for screenshots and sure enough this guy was heavily flirting and instead of dropping the conversation or telling him she has a boyfriend she kept the conversation going and was in her own words "receptive to his advances" she didn't flirt back per se, but she laughed and joked with him while he was telling her how cute and hot she was, how he wanted to hug her.. I showed my friend the texts and he said he would consider breaking up with her over it. I lost a lot of trust that day.
Since then she seems to be getting close with a male co-worker. She has started walking home with him. They live in the same direction, but she used to take the bus. Walking with him adds 20 minutes at the end of her commute. She works insane shifts sometimes 10, 12 hour days and sometimes 7 days in a row and is often exhausted after work, so she must really enjoy their walks if she would rather walk 20 extra minutes instead of getting the bus home.
She tells me how funny he is and he is really nice. Every time she drops his name I feel a sting of jealousy and insecurity. Up until now I ignored it as paranoia, but now she asked if she can go to his house, the two of them to practice guitar for a party they will be playing at. Its not an official band thing, its a very casual party and they both just want to play some music for everyone.
When me and her were flirting before we got together we used to spend time after work like those two seem to do now, she loved me for my sense of humour, she thinks he is funny, and we discussed me coming over to her house for her to teach me guitar as a date. I see so many parallels between us getting together and her relationship with him. We also met at her work, I have since quit.
She also volunteered to do extra shifts at a festival with him because she is "curious about the festival." It would be just the two of them working together at the festival, there may be alchohol available too I don't know.
Again if she is so tired all the time is her curiosity about a festival enough to make her take on more work? Or is she curious about something else. Like her co worker..
She also told me before that one of her exes "stole her" from her previous ex.. She justified it be explaining how that ex was really not there for her in a lot of ways blah blah blah.
Well she was complaining that I'm not around enough and she feels as though I'm not there for her enough because I'm so busy with my masters. We had a huge fight about it because I was seeing her maybe 3 or 2 times a week and saw my friends once in 3 months because I was so busy but she felt I was not making her a priority..
I'm going over to hers today and I think I'm going to tell her I'm not comfortable with it but I'm not sure.
Should I express this to her? Or let her go to his house ?
Tl;dr - Gf seems to be getting close with male co-worker and asked me if she can go to his house to play guitar together 1 on 1, I'm feeling very insecure about it and don't know what to do.

Excited to share my Kult Haul purchased in the last one month. Since, I was in a treat myself mood, might have overdone it but as I have started using them, I wanted to give my reviews that can help this awesome community as they treat themselves! Eyeshadows: 1. Huda Beauty Wild Obsessions Eyeshadow Palette: An absolute steal and a great palette to have on the go since it has a mix of browns, purple, pink, gold and black in matte and glitter. If you have to get only one palette get this one! Great formula and stays for a long time 5/5 2. Huda Beauty Brown Obsessions Eyeshadow Palette: A great pallet if you regularly use eyeshadows with both matte and shimmer shades, really subtle and good for neutral office looks too 5/5 3. Gush Beauty Eye like it stacked- Heavy Metal (Freebie): Choose this freebie and a handy one for travel with a good mix of shades, the shimmer ones are great but the matte shades are okayish. 4/5 Lipstick: Rom&nd Zero Velvet Tint Vintage Filter Series- Fade Red: A very good formula and a great red shade that is not too bright for medium skin tones. Leaves a nice tint without drying the lips. Lasting power is not that great but the tint is cute. 4/5 Huda Beauty Liquid matte Ultra Comfort Transfer proof lipstick mini - Trendsetter: A nude shade for my tone and a subtle lipstick that I can wear to the office. Not really extraordinary but the formula is good and the size too for my on-the-go makeup pouch 3/5 Huda Beauty Power Bullet Matte Lipstick mini-Interview: An okayish shade for my tone, very little quantity, and the colour does not show up really on me, wasn’t too excited with this one 2/5 M.A.C Powder Kiss Lipstick -Brickthrough: A great shade, good formula but not that great of a lasting power. 4/5 Huda Beauty Power Bullet Matte Lipstick- Game Night: An awesome brown shade that goes really well with any kind of makeup, can be worn to work and party, nice shade to invest in with great, comfortable formula. Lasts moderately though! 4/5 Revlon Colorstay Overtime Lip Color- Forever Scarlett (Freebie): Not really a fan since the gloss is too sticky and the lipstick side is shear and not too comfortable on the lips 1/5 Jason Wu Beauty Honey Fluff Lip Cream-Ballerina Nude (Freebie): Surprisingly good formula but not a great shade on me, worth trying other shades though. 3/5 Foundations: Huda Beauty #FauxFilter Mini Luminous Matte Foundation- Butter Peccan: Thick formula and gives good coverage. Would recommend trying it out before you get it since many shades are similar. 5/5 Studio Fix Fluid Spf 15 Foundation Mini- NC37: A good formula that gives a nice, comfortable coverage. Size is travel-friendly but without a pump or applicator, it is difficult to use. 4/5 Maybelline Newyork Superstay Full Coverage Foundation-310 Sun Beige: A good coverage and a natural long-lasting Finish, good for everyday use if you like a light base. 4/5 Maybelline Newyork Superstay Full Coverage Foundation-220 Natural Beige: Got this shade too. 4/5 Blush and Highlighter: Revolution Blush and Highlight Stick-Mauve Glow (Freebie): Nice blush shade and okayish highlighter, good for travel and on-the-go use. 3/5 Others: M.A.C Prep+Prime Fix+Original 13ml: Good product and awesome performance, will buy the full-size next time it's available. 5/5 Revolution Loose Baking Powder-Peach (Freebie): Nice baking powder, but choose the shade wisely since this one is a bit orangish, but its glides well on the skin. 3/5 Jason Wu Tinted Moisturizer Meets CC cream -Shade 5 (Freebie): My best freebie in the entire haul, gives a nice smooth natural finish and the formula is just wow! 5/5

Hi all,apolgies if i get terminology or my apporitate words wrong. Is there such thing as having mild aspergers?. I am man who was offically diagnosed in my late 20s i am now in my 40s.. I went to an ordinary school,i did suffer from anxiety and depression as a teen . I used to line up my toys when i was kid. I used have bad eye contact. I never had any sensory issues,so i could go to a bar or a concert and not be bothered by sights and sounds. I am terrible at math but have good long term memory apparently.
Now i can make good eye contact which i could not do before and socialize well, i go to concerts and can talk to a random stranger, I love the art of conversation,and are out going, I dont have much routines, i do or did had some niche interests like retro gaming, collecting bottles. My current interest at the moment is true crime. My mental health is quiet good too. Sometimes i wonder if was revaluated would i be diagnosed. Thanks for reading.

Cold and avoiding at work, best advice?
To start off, I have a girlfriend that I’ve been dating for 3 years and she (22F) has a boyfriend of 1.5 year long relationship. Her and I met at this 4 week long in person training where we stay there Monday - Friday. We got really close during this time and people at the training thought we were inseparable and some of them even flat out saying we would make a great couple.
When her and I were in the car going to get ice cream, we joked about it saying we are already in a relationship and that we have too many similarities (her words)
Then the training period ended and we got the exact same schedule for another 3 weeks, so she suggested I park my car at hers and we car pool. We did that every day for 3 weeks and during this time, I got to meet her parents a few times but almost felt like her and I got so comfortable with each other that we would say things that we don’t mean like me telling her she talks too much or she telling me I say the dumbest stuff.
Problem starts here, at work it didn’t start like this but after 2 months, it seemed like she started avoiding my eye contact or acknowledge my existence. We don’t even say hi when we walk pass each other in the office or even smile. So I returned the silent treatment back and acted cold like that for a month and out of nowhere, she texted me to see if I wanna grab lunch. I went over to her house, hung out with the dog, got coffee and lunch and came back and talked to her dad for a bit at their place.
Then boom, I see her at work the next week and she’s cold again. So I became cold too, not making any eye contact or anything, I tried to be warm but she wouldn’t even look at me sometimes. Like she despises being in the same room.
And Last night, we got sent to the hospital for our client and had a little argument about how she’s negative at work sometimes and need to brighten up a little (she told me I need to remind her that a few months back during training period) but she still laughed at my jokes that I made with our clients. All night, we never really talked to each other directly, we would only talk to our third separately but not together.
Then we got back to the office and our boss asked this girl “do you have a boyfriend” and she goes “yeah I do” and the boss asked “are you gonna keep him around?” Jokingly, which she didn’t say yes or no. Just prior to this, while on our ride back to the office, my coworker and I were talking about my relationship and how my gf and I are too different sometimes while she was sitting in the back.
At the end our shift, we walked passed each other in the hallway but avoided eye contact and didn’t say good night or smiled. Just looked each other, looked away, carried on.
So my question is, why do you think she’s being so cold at work? Or what started all this and What’s the best advice here?
I want us to be good friends and be able to make jokes like we used to during training but something along the line went wrong.
TL:DR - I’m (26M) in a committed relationship and so does she (22F). We were inseparable when we attended training and work for 2 months spending every day and now at work, we are hot and cold. During our cold time, she did ask to get coffee and it was good time. Now back to cold again not even making eye contact or say hi when we walk pass each other.

Some background. We had a massive fight a while ago because she put up a story and a bunch of guys flirted with her, she then texted me the next day telling me she felt guilty because she said she was receptive to the flirting.
I asked for screenshots and sure enough this guy was heavily flirting and instead of dropping the conversation or telling him she has a boyfriend she kept the conversation going and was in her own words "receptive to his advances" she didn't flirt back per se, but she laughed and joked with him while he was telling her how cute and hot she was, how he wanted to hug her.. I showed my friend the texts and he said he would consider breaking up with her over it. I lost a lot of trust that day.
Since then she seems to be getting close with a male co-worker. She has started walking home with him. They live in the same direction, but she used to take the bus. Walking with him adds 20 minutes at the end of her commute. She works insane shifts sometimes 10, 12 hour days and sometimes 7 days in a row and is often exhausted after work, so she must really enjoy their walks if she would rather walk 20 extra minutes instead of getting the bus home.
She tells me how funny he is and he is really nice. Every time she drops his name I feel a sting of jealousy and insecurity. Up until now I ignored it as paranoia, but now she asked if she can go to his house, the two of them to practice guitar for a party they will be playing at. Its not an official band thing, its a very casual party and they both just want to play some music for everyone.
When me and her were flirting before we got together we used to spend time after work like those two seem to do now, she loved me for my sense of humour, she thinks he is funny, and we discussed me coming over to her house for her to teach me guitar as a date. I see so many parallels between us getting together and her relationship with him. We also met at her work, I have since quit.
She also volunteered to do extra shifts at a festival with him because she is "curious about the festival." It would be just the two of them working together at the festival, there may be alchohol available too I don't know.
Again if she is so tired all the time is her curiosity about a festival enough to make her take on more work? Or is she curious about something else. Like her co worker..
She also told me before that one of her exes "stole her" from her previous ex.. She justified it be explaining how that ex was really not there for her in a lot of ways blah blah blah.
Well she was complaining that I'm not around enough and she feels as though I'm not there for her enough because I'm so busy with my masters. We had a huge fight about it because I was seeing her maybe 3 or 2 times a week and saw my friends once in 3 months because I was so busy but she felt I was not making her a priority..
I'm going over to hers today and I think I'm going to tell her I'm not comfortable with it but I'm not sure.
Should I express this to her? Or let her go to his house ?
Tl;dr - Gf seems to be getting close with male co-worker and asked me if she can go to his house to play guitar together 1 on 1, I'm feeling very insecure about it and don't know what to do.

Hello! I’m an exclusive ARAM player and I typically don’t add people on WR and prefer to play solo, however, like a month ago, this person who was on my team invited me to play in their party and I ended up as their friend. Since then, we’ve consistently played ARAM matches together weekly. Sometimes multiple matches in one day.
Today I noticed that they deleted me as a friend and I have literally no idea why. Since I don’t normally add people in the first place, I’m taking this pretty personally and it’s upsetting me.
It’s so upsetting that I kind of want to take a break from WR.
Any thoughts?

Some background. We had a massive fight a while ago because she put up a story and a bunch of guys flirted with her, she then texted me the next day telling me she felt guilty because she said she was receptive to the flirting.
I asked for screenshots and sure enough this guy was heavily flirting and instead of dropping the conversation or telling him she has a boyfriend she kept the conversation going and was in her own words "receptive to his advances" she didn't flirt back per se, but she laughed and joked with him while he was telling her how cute and hot she was, how he wanted to hug her.. I showed my friend the texts and he said he would consider breaking up with her over it. I lost a lot of trust that day.
Since then she seems to be getting close with a male co-worker. She has started walking home with him. They live in the same direction, but she used to take the bus. Walking with him adds 20 minutes at the end of her commute. She works insane shifts sometimes 10, 12 hour days and sometimes 7 days in a row and is often exhausted after work, so she must really enjoy their walks if she would rather walk 20 extra minutes instead of getting the bus home.
She tells me how funny he is and he is really nice. Every time she drops his name I feel a sting of jealousy and insecurity. Up until now I ignored it as paranoia, but now she asked if she can go to his house, the two of them to practice guitar for a party they will be playing at. Its not an official band thing, its a very casual party and they both just want to play some music for everyone.
When me and her were flirting before we got together we used to spend time after work like those two seem to do now, she loved me for my sense of humour, she thinks he is funny, and we discussed me coming over to her house for her to teach me guitar as a date. I see so many parallels between us getting together and her relationship with him. We also met at her work, I have since quit.
She also volunteered to do extra shifts at a festival with him because she is "curious about the festival." It would be just the two of them working together at the festival, there may be alchohol available too I don't know.
Again if she is so tired all the time is her curiosity about a festival enough to make her take on more work? Or is she curious about something else. Like her co worker..
She also told me before that one of her exes "stole her" from her previous ex.. She justified it be explaining how that ex was really not there for her in a lot of ways blah blah blah.
Well she was complaining that I'm not around enough and she feels as though I'm not there for her enough because I'm so busy with my masters. We had a huge fight about it because I was seeing her maybe 3 or 2 times a week and saw my friends once in 3 months because I was so busy but she felt I was not making her a priority..
I'm going over to hers today and I think I'm going to tell her I'm not comfortable with it but I'm not sure.
Should I express this to her? Or let her go to his house ?
Tl;dr - Gf seems to be getting close with male co-worker and asked me if she can go to his house to play guitar together 1 on 1, I'm feeling very insecure about it and don't know what to do.

Need to move out two benches to leave place for other equipment. There are 4 benches in a row designed as bench G. The manager sent a message to team that bench G need to be cleared. One of the colleagues responded and removed the stuff on the two benches needed to be moved out to the other two benches. This morning when he saw there were a lot of stuff on the two benches that will stay, he burst into anger and said a lot of F words such as the whole benches need to be fucking cleared etc. Then he rushed out of the lab to the office to call people. I was the only one in the lab at that time, so I suppose all the anger and F words was to me. Later on he said sorry multiple times, but I still feel so hurt, unfair and humiliated. I had never had anybody talked to me that way. I know there are always conflicts in the work place and as a professional, I am supposed to handle it in a constructive way. I am thinking should I report this to HR or somebody?

Some background. We had a massive fight a while ago because she put up a story and a bunch of guys flirted with her, she then texted me the next day telling me she felt guilty because she said she was receptive to the flirting.
I asked for screenshots and sure enough this guy was heavily flirting and instead of dropping the conversation or telling him she has a boyfriend she kept the conversation going and was in her own words "receptive to his advances" she didn't flirt back per se, but she laughed and joked with him while he was telling her how cute and hot she was, how he wanted to hug her.. I showed my friend the texts and he said he would consider breaking up with her over it. I lost a lot of trust that day.
Since then she seems to be getting close with a male co-worker. She has started walking home with him. They live in the same direction, but she used to take the bus. Walking with him adds 20 minutes at the end of her commute. She works insane shifts sometimes 10, 12 hour days and sometimes 7 days in a row and is often exhausted after work, so she must really enjoy their walks if she would rather walk 20 extra minutes instead of getting the bus home.
She tells me how funny he is and he is really nice. Every time she drops his name I feel a sting of jealousy and insecurity. Up until now I ignored it as paranoia, but now she asked if she can go to his house, the two of them to practice guitar for a party they will be playing at. Its not an official band thing, its a very casual party and they both just want to play some music for everyone.
When me and her were flirting before we got together we used to spend time after work like those two seem to do now, she loved me for my sense of humour, she thinks he is funny, and we discussed me coming over to her house for her to teach me guitar as a date. I see so many parallels between us getting together and her relationship with him. We also met at her work, I have since quit.
She also volunteered to do extra shifts at a festival with him because she is "curious about the festival." It would be just the two of them working together at the festival, there may be alchohol available too I don't know.
Again if she is so tired all the time is her curiosity about a festival enough to make her take on more work? Or is she curious about something else. Like her co worker..
She also told me before that one of her exes "stole her" from her previous ex.. She justified it be explaining how that ex was really not there for her in a lot of ways blah blah blah.
Well she was complaining that I'm not around enough and she feels as though I'm not there for her enough because I'm so busy with my masters. We had a huge fight about it because I was seeing her maybe 3 or 2 times a week and saw my friends once in 3 months because I was so busy but she felt I was not making her a priority..
I'm going over to hers today and I think I'm going to tell her I'm not comfortable with it but I'm not sure.
Should I express this to her? Or let her go to his house ?
Tl;dr - Gf seems to be getting close with male co-worker and asked me if she can go to his house to play guitar together 1 on 1, I'm feeling very insecure about it and don't know what to do.

This was originally posted to pettyrevenge, but for some reason got taken down. So here goes:
The revenge I took on my grade nine English teacher was so petty that I hesitate to write about it. But Mrs. Bristle (for that is the name I will give her) was cruel to me every chance she got, and she made my first year in high school a misery. So when a file with her name on it arrived at my office, my first thought was not that I would beat her (for I was certain that I would) but rather, of the revenge I would take along the way.
I was pushing forty when Mrs. Bristle’s file hit my desk, some estate litigation where a mother’s last will and testament left my clients next to nothing, and gave their sister, Mrs. Bristle, pretty well the entire estate. When I saw the defendant’s name it looked familiar, and after a bit of Googling, I confirmed what I suspected: the defendant, Mrs. Bristle, was my former grade nine English teacher.
I remembered Mrs. Bristle very well. She was supposed to be teaching us the wonders of English literature, but what she really taught us were her rules, by which she meant her arbitrary whims, expressed in vague language, backed up by petty punishments for non-compliance. There was an art to getting along with Mrs. Bristle, and while most of the other kids learned it easily enough, somehow I did not. I have trouble learning unwritten rules, and in Mrs. Bristle’s class where unwritten and constantly changing rules were the order of the day, I didn’t stand a chance. Mrs. Bristle admonished me almost daily for ‘not paying attention’. I did detentions, re-wrote assignments, and made visits to the principal’s office, all because I apparently wasn’t listening, wasn’t doing what I was told.
Many was the time when Mrs. Bristle took me to task for missing some obvious but unstated part of an assignment. One time I handed in a sonnet, and received an “F” because the rhyming pattern was Petrarchan, not Shakespearean. But she would be nice to me, Mrs. Bristle would always say when she tossed my work back at me. She would give me another chance to hand the assignment in with the arbitrary changes she required, in the end giving me a good mark, but then heavily downgraded for being late.
Mrs. Bristle's case worked its way through the early stages, and every time I exchanged an email with her (for she was a self-rep, no need for counsel, she claimed) I thought about the unpleasant time I’d spent in her class. I had a rough time in high school, and I always resent anything that makes me dwell on it.
After a few months, the case was ready for the next stage. It was time to examine Mrs. Bristle, to find out why she thought her mother wanted to disinherit most of the family and enrich Mrs. Bristle alone. I showed up at the court reporter’s office early as usual, to get set up.
“What’s that shit eating grin on your face?” Adam asked. He was a lawyer colleague, about my vintage, and we were sitting in the lounge for lawyers only, the room that most court reporter’s offices have, a place for the lawyers to hang out and shoot the shit, no clients allowed.
“I’m going to examine my grade nine English teacher today,” I said, “and it's going to be fun.” I explained how she’d hated me back in the day, and had done her best to make my life hell.
“What’s the case about?” Adam said. Adam had been around the block, same as me, and it took only a few words for me to summarize everything that mattered in the file. “Estate fight, one sibling against four, undue influence, holograph will cutting out most of the siblings, competing with an older will, a formal one, where the shares are equal.”
Adam nodded appreciatively. “Nice fees, if the estate’s got the cash.”
“It does,” I said. We chatted for a bit, and then sat there in silence as we each did the last bit of prep for the cases we had that day, making notes, reading documents and drinking coffee. My alarm dinged just before ten, and I made my way to the examination room, and Mrs. Bristle, the teacher who’d greatly disliked the grade nine version of Calledinthe90s. I was curious to see if she would like the older version any better.
* * *
The examination started, and Mrs. Bristle and I sparred for a while, me tossing vague questions her way, and criticizing her when she did not understand. I kept her on the defensive for close to three hours, until it was getting on to one p.m.
“Aren’t you in a conflict or something?” she said to me just before the lunch break, when she’d finally made the connection, and understood that the lawyer asking her questions was a former student.
“No conflict,” I said, dismissing her concerns with a wave of my hand. “During the lunch break, there’s something I need you to do.”
“I don’t want to answer questions during lunch. I need a break.” The examination had been rough on Mrs. Bristle. She was not used to being asked questions, to being held to account, to being constantly challenged, and even having her grammar corrected now and again.
“You’ll get your lunch break. But while you’re eating a sandwich or whatever, keep this copy of the holograph will next to you.” The will on which Mrs. Bristle’s case relied was a holograph will, meaning that Mrs. Bristle’s mother had written the will entirely in hand from start to finish. The mother, or more likely, Mrs. Bristle herself, had downloaded a holograph will form from the web, and had completed it in accordance with the website’s instructions. Holograph wills are special. You can do a holograph will without a witness, without a lawyer, without anything at all, so long as you did it right. But if you got anything wrong, if you messed up in any way, it was invalid.
“You want me to read the will again over lunch?” Mrs. Bristle said.
“No. Instead, I want you to make a handwritten copy of it.”
“You want me to write it out? Whatever for?”
“There’s an allegation that the will wasn’t written by your mother, and that you wrote it up instead.” An allegation that I’d made up myself, that morning, while I was sitting in the lawyer's lounge, drinking coffee and munching on a muffin. My clients had not challenged the will’s handwriting; it was obviously their mother’s, totally different from Mrs. Bristle’s own writing. But I had decided otherwise.
Mrs. Bristle was appropriately outraged at being unjustly accused of forgery. Said she could prove it wasn’t her handwriting, could absolutely prove it.
“Then let’s settle the forgery issue once and for all,” I said, “write out the will in your own hand, so that our document experts can examine it, compare it with the original, and make a determination.”
“I don’t need the entire lunch break for that,” Mrs. Bristle said, “and I’d rather eat lunch at the restaurant downstairs.” The will was barely a page long, at most three hundred words, that being all it took for the mother to allegedly disinherit most of her children, and inexplicably leave everything to Mrs. Bristle. The mother had written up the will herself, but she’d been ninety at the time, while living in Mrs. Bristle’s house, and very much under her influence.
“I’ve retained five different experts,” I said, “and each of them will need copies.”
“Five experts? Why so many experts?”
“Each expert needs ten samples, for comparison purposes. It’s going to take you a while, Mrs. Bristle. I suggest you get started.” I overrode her protests and once she started to write, I left her in the room, and went to the lawyer’s lounge to eat their small sandwiches and drink more of the excellent coffee. After a while I stopped by the examination room to look in on Mrs. Bristle. I wanted to check in on her progress.
Mrs. Bristle asked for more time, complained of writer’s cramp, and asked me again if it was really necessary for her to write out the holograph will fifty times in her own hand, and I assured her that there was nothing for it, that it was absolutely necessary. I returned to the lounge to check my emails, leaving her hard at the homework I’d given her.
After a while my colleague, Adam, popped into the lounge. He asked me how it was going, the examination with the teacher, the teacher who had treated me so badly.
“I’m making her write lines.” Adam laughed, and laughed harder when I explained that I wasn’t kidding, that I really was making Mrs. Bristle write lines, and how I was doing it. His laughter attracted attention, and a few other lawyers asked what was up. “He’s making his teacher witness write lines,” Adam said, and the lawyer’s lounge hooted with laughter when I told everyone what was up.
It was one of the pettiest things I’ve ever done to anyone, making my grade nine teacher write lines. But the writing lines thing was just a warmup. The real revenge had yet to come. I returned to the examination room after a while, to check up on Mrs. Bristle, see how she was doing.
“This is taking forever,” she said, “and I really don’t get why you need it.” She had writer’s cramp, and was shaking her hand to get the kinks out. I picked up the stack of holograph wills she’d created, and flipped through it. She was nowhere near finished.
“On second thought,” I said, “maybe it isn’t necessary. I think you’re right. I don’t need any handwriting samples from you.”
“Why not?” she said.
“The will is invalid,” I explained, adding that because her mother had used a pre-printed form off the web, the law would not recognize the will. “A holograph will has to be entirely in the testator's handwriting,” I explained, “every single word entirely in handwriting from start to finish. This will doesn’t qualify, because your mother used a standard form, a form printed off the web, with instructions and boxes and questions and so on, and when you do that, then the will is no longer a holograph will. It’s a regular will, and regular wills need to be properly witnessed. This one isn’t witnessed, and that means it’s not a will. It’s just a piece of paper.”
“Are you trying to tell me that you only figured that out now? What kind of lawyer are you, anyways?”
“What kind of lawyer am I? I’m a lawyer who makes a witness skip lunch, and sit in a small room all alone, and write lines. Sound familiar, Mrs. Bristle?” She said nothing, and just stared at me. I closed the door on her, leaving her alone once more, and left for the Middle Temple Tavern where the lawyers all hung out. It was time to hoist a Guinness and enjoy my petty triumph.

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Cold and avoiding at work, best advice?
To start off, I have a girlfriend that I’ve been dating for 3 years and she (22F) has a boyfriend of 1.5 year long relationship. Her and I met at this 4 week long in person training where we stay there Monday - Friday. We got really close during this time and people at the training thought we were inseparable and some of them even flat out saying we would make a great couple.
When her and I were in the car going to get ice cream, we joked about it saying we are already in a relationship and that we have too many similarities (her words)
Then the training period ended and we got the exact same schedule for another 3 weeks, so she suggested I park my car at hers and we car pool. We did that every day for 3 weeks and during this time, I got to meet her parents a few times but almost felt like her and I got so comfortable with each other that we would say things that we don’t mean like me telling her she talks too much or she telling me I say the dumbest stuff.
Problem starts here, at work it didn’t start like this but after 2 months, it seemed like she started avoiding my eye contact or acknowledge my existence. We don’t even say hi when we walk pass each other in the office or even smile. So I returned the silent treatment back and acted cold like that for a month and out of nowhere, she texted me to see if I wanna grab lunch. I went over to her house, hung out with the dog, got coffee and lunch and came back and talked to her dad for a bit at their place.
Then boom, I see her at work the next week and she’s cold again. So I became cold too, not making any eye contact or anything, I tried to be warm but she wouldn’t even look at me sometimes. Like she despises being in the same room.
And Last night, we got sent to the hospital for our client and had a little argument about how she’s negative at work sometimes and need to brighten up a little (she told me I need to remind her that a few months back during training period) but she still laughed at my jokes that I made with our clients. All night, we never really talked to each other directly, we would only talk to our third separately but not together.
Then we got back to the office and our boss asked this girl “do you have a boyfriend” and she goes “yeah I do” and the boss asked “are you gonna keep him around?” Jokingly, which she didn’t say yes or no. Just prior to this, while on our ride back to the office, my coworker and I were talking about my relationship and how my gf and I are too different sometimes while she was sitting in the back.
At the end our shift, we walked passed each other in the hallway but avoided eye contact and didn’t say good night or smiled. Just looked each other, looked away, carried on.
So my question is, why do you think she’s being so cold at work? Or what started all this and What’s the best advice here?
I want us to be good friends and be able to make jokes like we used to during training but something along the line went wrong and not sure what.
TL:DR - I’m (26M) in a committed relationship and so does she (22F). We were inseparable when we attended training and work for 2 months spending every day and now at work, we are hot and cold. During our cold time, she did ask to get coffee and it was good time. Now back to cold again not even making eye contact or say hi when we walk pass each other.

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My car was sideswiped on the right side on May 7th. I was driving straight when the other Driver tried to merge into traffic after being stopped beside a yellow curb. Somehow the other Driver didn't see me as she went to pull forward and she hit my car hard enough to take her front bumper almost clean off (was still hanging just barely on the right side) and my right side passenger door will no longer open, giant gash all the way down the right side of my vehicle. I called the police, took photos of the scene (had to move my car because it was hindering traffic directly, cars were lining up), and gave a statement to the officer. He checked both drivers for "suspected at fault" on the police report, but in his narrative, he clearly stated that the other driver "Unit 2" was determined to be at fault. This is where things started getting difficult..
Accident happened on Tuesday 5/7. I called the police immediately, my insurance, took photos, provided them to both insurance parties- everything I was supposed to do on day one. Meanwhile, two days go by before the at-fault driver makes contact with their insurance at all. I had called Wednesday and Thursday to find out if their insurance had heard anything from the driver- nothing. Finally, Friday 5/10, after I'd been called them early that morning and left a voicemail, their insurance calls me back around 5:00PM (you know, when everything's basically closing for the weekend.) I'm told by an agent assisting with my claim (not the agent who was handling it "directly") that there was nothing they could do because "The police report shows you to be at fault" (he was reading an ACCIDENT INFORMATION FORM and NOT a **POLICE REPORT**) and that he'd spoken to their insured driver "yesterday" about it. Well, awesome, they let a whole two days go by without telling me they'd heard from their insured while I'm having to cancel plans to pick up my Mother for Mother's day that weekend (she's 75 and I frequently drive 8 hour long trips to pick her up for family events. My passenger door again won't open and she can't ride in the backseats.) I managed to get in contact with the police department customer service line just before they closed for the weekend and they informed me that the **police report** hadn't even been completed yet, that it wouldn't be released until the following Monday lol. So, the genius who told me that they had a **police report** screwed up because they in fact **didn't have one yet**, and didn't know wtf documentation he was even looking at, which seems extremely unprofessional at best and in bad faith at worst. Either way, not good to tell me they have official documentation when they don't.
So, Monday morning rolls along, 5/13. I call in and get the **actual** police report from police customer service. It shows myself and the other driver "Unit 2" to be at fault, both of our names checked for "suspect at fault" but in the narrative it clearly states "Unit 2 determined to be at fault but not cited." I send this to their insurance. They call me the next day, Tuesday, and come at me with a double standard about the report. They claim that because the officer was not there, that they cannot go off of his narrative as proof... but they can take his word on the two checked boxes where I'm "suspect at fault" along with their insured lol? Okay.. well, the officer **also** wasn't there to attest to either of us being qualified as "suspect at fault" because he didn't see anything. This is ridiculous, and I understand it's how things go with insurance, but lol. It's a clear double standard: take one part of the evidence to your benefit and leave the other part out. They told me since there was no video footage, I was out of luck. When I asked the adjuster to provide me with any proof they'd been given and a written statement about what story they'd been given by their insured, the adjuster got really rude with me and hung up on me and wouldn't return my call back. So, I called my insurance agent (I had reported the accident to her initially but told her I would be going through the at-fault's insurance, she said that's fine and my premiums will remain the same) and I informed her of all this just to be honest and keep her updated. By this time, I was also waiting on the police to get in touch with me about getting my police report amended to remove the check box showing I was "suspect at fault".
From Tuesday 5/14 to Thursday 5/16, I spend days calling the police, trying to get in touch with the officer who responded to the scene, keep getting told I'll hear back from him or a sergeant, nope. I go to 4 different police precincts and 2 different courthouse buildings TRYING to figure out who the hell I can get to just amend the report for me, each location pointing me somewhere else... I eventually speak to a sergeant who informs me he'll get the police report amending process "expedited" (still haven't heard back from him lol) and he tells me I might need to request approval for the footage from the county sheriff........... SO, after realizing I was basically on my own, realizing that my only recourse was that surveillance footage, I just went straight to the location where the accident happened outside of by myself (it actually was outside one of the courthouses I went to for information...) and they fucking handed me over a disc with the surveillance footage the following morning, Friday 5/17. No police escort needed, no court order, no county sheriff..! The woman working the front desk happened to also be outside when the accident happened on May 7th, and she remembered me and knew exactly what I was there for! I sent this video footage to my insurance agent and she said she would send the video file to the other insurance party herself and try to get the ball rolling for me about getting all of this settled.
Thank you for anyone that has read this far. This is my first time dealing with this kind of thing and it's been more leg work than I expected. I don't mean to come off as blunt to anyone reading, just trying to handle this as assertively as I need to not get myself ripped off by anyone, as I thought this would be a very straight forward proceeding and thought that the other driver was very clealy liable. At this point, what should I do to proceed? Does the other insurance company sound like they dropped the ball a few times or am I being too brash in thinking this? They basically lied or didn't know what they were telling me about when they stated prematurely that they had a police report, and let me go on indefinitely with bad information that I had to figure out on my own wasn't true. They had an entire department from another state handling my claim in the beginning that apparently wasn't "legally allowed" to handle my claim because of whatever red-tape explanation they gave me, I cannot recall.. but more time wasted. I know insurance agents get swamped, I understand you all work very hard, but I felt pretty disregarded by at-fault's insurance when I was trying to seek answers about their reasoning. It is now Tuesday 5/21 and I have yet to hear from their insurance, their website still says I am liable for the accident, and there's absolutely no way lol. They have the video, they've had to have watched it by now, it absolves me of any liability plain as day. I feel like they are still collating this information and sitting on their hands. At what point should I press for escalation of this issue? Should I hire a pro bono lawyer? Or should I just relax? I feel like the adjuster hanging up on me and trying to move forward with no explanation provided and just writing me as liable isn't right. I'm also out of work now for the past two weeks (I do rideshare and also help take care of my father in-home hospice care with my sister.)
Any advice is appreciated. I'm not trying to gouge anyone or upset anything, I just want to get compensated correctly and get this over this. I am very confident in that I am not liable, I have photos and video to back this up. I am just wondering how should I be handling the at-fault's insurance from here on?

/uw Part four is here! Here's part one, part two, and part three! This one's probably a little more unpolished than the other ones, but I hope that doesn't ruin it! CW: Death, blood. I made a render in blender, but it got the post removed! Take two!
/rw
The end of the book, thin as it is, draws near. The text is overwritten dozens of times, always with the same phrase: "IT WAS AN ACCIDENT". Same as the other pages, though, it's easy enough to look past the bad coverup job. History cannot be erased, after all.
...
When I arrived at the hospital, I was in bad shape. I had a fractured skull, a missing eye, a lesion in my frontal lobe, and I was in hypovolemic shock. They didn't think I was going to make it.
It was a miracle that I even woke up from my two-week coma, but it wasn't all perfect. From the moment I opened my eye(s), I didn't know where I was. I had to relearn everything. My name, my address, my identity... They were all gone.
It was as if I was a new man who'd been transported into a stranger's body. Everyone talked to me as if they knew me, but I couldn't say the same for them. Especially that drow, Eldred. He claimed we were childhood friends. Every day, he'd tell me stories of our history together, but they were stories I never wanted to hear. It felt wrong listening to him talk, knowing there was a man who knew more about me than I did.
The moment I was discharged, I fled to my apartment. I drew the blinds, locked the door, and cut off all contact from the outside world. I wanted to run away from it all, to start a new life, not some travesty of another man's life.
After a few days of my isolation, Eldred (presumably) got worried about me, and came knocking on my door. I didn't answer. I wanted nothing to do with him—or anyone, for that matter. He was a remnant of my old life, and I couldn't let him influence me.
A couple days later, he did the same thing. He offered some kind, reassuring words through the door and left. He did this again, and again, and again, for weeks. I was running low on food and supplies, so I was faced with a choice: leave my safe haven, or starve to death in my own home. I didn't like either option. Although... there was another way.
After 17 days of his repeated attempts, I finally answered the door.
"Ith!" Eldred cheered. "You... you really answered!"
"Yeah."
"So uh... Have you been doing alright?"
"I'm fine."
He looked over my shoulder. "Have... you not left the house?"
"Not yet."
"Jesus, Ithael..." He pulled me in for a hug, but I didn't react. "Do you, uh, need anything?"
"Could... you go to the market for me?"
He let go of me. "Yeah, of course! I'll... I'll be back!"
"Alright."
I slammed the door in his face. Just another echo of my old life, that's all he was... A few hours later, he knocked on the door again. I almost didn't answer, but then I remembered he had my groceries.
He exclaimed with clearly-forced optimism, "Heyyyy! Hope you've been alright! So, I was thinking, and... I was wondering if you wanted to do dinner together?"
"Not out there. Never out there. Here. Please."
"I figured you'd say that... so I got ingredients! I found this recipe for some pan-seared chicken in the library earlier, and it sounded really good!"
"...Alright." I took the bags from him and walked over to the kitchen. "Come inside."
"I, uh, was going to make it for you—"
"It's fine," I interjected.
I rummaged through the bags for the cookbook he talked about and flipped through the pages. It didn't look too difficult to make, but I wasn't sure how I knew that. This was the first time I had cooked anything, after all.
Assumedly hearing the pans clattering, Eldred wandered over to the counter, sitting down in a chair across from me. "Need a hand?"
"I'm alright."
"Are you sure? I mean, you were just—"
"Shut it," I commanded. I didn't mean to be so stern. What had come over me? I decided to brush it off. The recipe called for a diced onion... I needed a knife.
He slumped down in his seat. "Sorry... I, uh, got these books for you, by the way."
I glanced up from the cutting board. "...'Healing trauma: a guide for survivors'? And... 'How to cure amnesia'?" I scoffed. "If they could have fixed it, they would have, Eldred. It's incurable."
"We can't know until we try!" He strolled over into the kitchen, flipping to a bookmarked page. "See? This one here says—"
"It doesn't matter."
"Ithael... I'm here for you, man. I'm just trying to help—"
"And I don't care."
I focused myself back to the task at hand, ignoring his look of disdain. The room fell uncomfortably silent. I needed to fillet the chicken. I rummaged through the bags, trying to find—
"Seriously?" Eldred huffed. "I put in all of this work, and you just... don't care?"
"Never asked for it." Now, where was I? Right, chicken—
"That doesn't mean anything! Let me help you, you're clearly struggling!"
"I could manage without you." I continued to avoid eye-contact.
"Why are you so dead-set on pushing me out of your life?!"
"You were never in it to begin with, Eldred. I'm not the Ithael you knew."
"And who cares that you aren't?! Can't we still be friends?"
I tried to explain, "You're just a remnant of my past—"
"And that's an excuse to treat me like shit?! You know what?" He grabbed the books. "I'm done trying to fix you."
"Fix me?" I scoffed. "So I'm a problem, then? Something to be solved?—"
"You're twisting my words! Why... Why do you hate me?!"
"Face it: I'm a different person! Move on with your life, already!"
"What gives you the right to say that?!"
"Oh, what gives me the right?!" I waved the knife around a little too recklessly. "Were you just in a coma for two weeks? Did you just get thrown into a world that knows you better than yourself?! Where's your excuse, huh?!"
"...What do you want from me, Ithael?"
"I want you to get out of my life!"
Time slowed to a crawl as a deep pit formed in my stomach. I yanked my hand back like I'd touched a hot stove, and the knife... clattered to the floor. That look in his eyes... I'd never forget it. I had never seen a man so afraid before.
He grasped at his neck, his face turning pale as his hands soaked with blood. He fell to his knees, mouthing some words at me, but the only sound that came out was a sickening gurgle. He struggled to keep his balance as he fell flat on his face. His breathing grew labored and shaky as he lay there, a crimson puddle forming around his neck.
I knew that I should have gotten help, but, no matter how hard I tried, all I could do was watch. He cried onto the tiled ground, his breathing growing quieter and quieter, until he finally went silent.
What had I done?
...
It seems that he forgot to put any kind of warding spell on this newspaper clipping, as if he didn't expect anyone to get this far. Or perhaps he was too preoccupied with deceiving himself.
"As rumors regarding the disappearance of Eldred Wyndorn continue to circulate, the enigmatic Ithael Ralich opens a new therapist's office. In response to the whispers, Ithael states, 'There's a profound lack of support in this world, and every person could stand to have someone like Eldred by their side. I hope I can step up and fulfill a role he would have approved of.'
In other news, authorities are taking steps to curb the rising number of missing persons cases. Officials urge citizens to adhere to newly-instated curfew until the threat is solved, but claim there's nothing to worr—"

Israel’s Foreign Ministry will set up a “special command center” to fight any move by the International Criminal Court to issue arrest warrants against Israel’s top leaders, Foreign Minister Israel Katz announced on Monday.
ICC prosecutor Karim Khan dropped a bombshell earlier that day, declaring that he would seek arrest warrants against Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and Defense Minister Yoav Gallant for “starvation of civilians,” “willfully causing great suffering,” “intentionally directing attacks against a civilian population” and other war crimes.
What is Israel’s best strategy to counter the ICC prosecutor’s outrageous maneuver? Analysts JNS spoke with offered broad agreement that Israel should take a tough stance against the court, including imposing sanctions.
Avi Bell, a law professor at the University of San Diego and at Bar-Ilan University in Ramat Gan, told JNS that Israel should “immediately implement an aggressive strategy of non-cooperation.”
Israel should not cooperate, nor allow any citizen to cooperate, with the court. “Don’t allow anybody to go abroad to talk to them,” he said. “It’s perfectly fair given the ICC is threatening Israelis with false imprisonment and false prosecution, that it’s actively collaborating with a terrorist organization in lawfare against Israel.”
To date, Israel has pursued the opposite strategy, said Bell, sharply criticizing the Foreign Ministry and State Attorney’s Office, which have collaborated with the ICC for years.
“Just a few months ago, they invited the ICC prosecutor’s team to Israel to interview witnesses, collect evidence and coordinate with the PLO in Ramallah, which is simply unthinkable to me. I just don’t understand how anybody could be so foolish,” he told JNS.
Given their track record, officials at the Foreign Ministry and attorney general’s office are the last people that Bell said he would want to handle ICC strategy going forward.
“No matter what happens, no matter how much the strategy fails, they just don’t stop,” he said. “They keep going in the same direction.”
Israel should impose sanctions and pass legislation against the ICC similar to what America did, he said.
'Israel must take aggressive action against ICC' - JNS.org