A real break

So Monday. I fought with the African.

We have to take a real break.

A real one.

But I still invited him over.
It's been mentioned that I'm really bad at being broken up with him...

We're stepping back for a good reason

But I feel threatened. I think some lady is going to distract him.

And I know exactly how it's going to go.

Him: I'm tall and gorgeous and sophisticated.
Her: and I'll be asycophant, because you are so exotic. And it's sexy.
Him: listen to my slow, rythmic voice, it's deep and French. But I'm humble and low key. A broke snob. An alpha male.

Him: and I have opinions.
Her: ooh I don't. All I have is a vagina. But I like to listen to slow rythmic sentences.

Him: that reminds me of this time in Morocco...
Her: oh. Let me drop my panties.

Him: I like the attention. Why isn't Scrub like this?