"Tyler's coming to pick me up soon. I'm gonna hang out at his place for a while, then he's taking me out to dinner. Sweet, right? Obviously I can't have you sitting at the same table as us - what kind of romantic dinner would that be? But you can follow us and pretend you don't know me. That way you can see what he's really like and tell me what you think, okay?" Naomi told me this morning.
Tyler is, of course, the loser she's been seeing.
I know she wasn't trying to be mean, but the part about pretending not to know me really hurt. That's not something you ever want to hear from your best friend.
But now I'm starting to think this whole best friend thing only goes one way.
I've fucked way more people than she ever has, and I still never ignored her, never pushed her aside, never once told her to pretend she didn't know me.
I even invited her along a few times when I had a date so she wouldn't feel lonely...
