Dumped is a strong word for it because we weren’t exclusive or whatever. I like alliteration though. Alliteration makes me happy. I want to be happy right now.
So I saw D Friday night and it felt slightly off to me, but I went with it. Then Saturday and Sunday, I almost felt like he was avoiding me. I got a message here and there, but not nearly the frequency as usual. Especially for a weekend.
Then this happened:
This was followed by some small talk later in the night. I don’t really understand what happened here.