The Plot, Such As It Is, Thickens
Today, when I showed up at work, the girl who had driven me home (here), greeted me with a “Hello, lover,” which I thought was pretty funny. I winked at her and went on about my day.
A couple hours later, I swung by her station to joke with her again about this whole situation, and she was talking to a douchey guy in a white beanie and baggy pants who was standing about twenty feet away from her. I could tell that they had just wrapped up their conversation, and when I walked up to her to chat, I realized that the guy, now fixated intently on me and awkwardly lingering around after his conversation was over, was in fact the paranoid and over-possessive boyfriend who’d almost kicked my ass for no reason that fateful night.
I had a stilted exchange with the girl, all under the watchful eye of this dipshit, and then I had to walk on because Heaven forbid I be seen smiling and joking with his woman.
A little while later, once it was “safe”, I came back by to apologize for starting the fight that she’d probably be having later with him. She blew it off like it was no biggee, but I hated knowing that she was going to have to deal with more of his shit later that evening, because apparently men aren’t allowed even to speak to her.
If this keeps up, I’m going to have to seduce this girl out of principle, because as it stands, I’m sneaking around in service of an affair that’s happening only in one jealous idiot’s mind. I might as well be getting the actual pussy, too.

