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"... And we just got along that easily... Skipping the fact that I had to wash his suit" I said to Paisley.

It was Thursday night, when we fill each other in on all the tea that's been going on in our lives.

"I don't really like the guy" she said and poked a broccoli with her fork. She was still on her 'diet'.

"What? Why not?!"

"I just... Don't like him."

"You shouldn't just judge someone." I said adding a bit of attitude impulsively. She turned to me with a gasp.

"You see where I'm going? In a week he's got you wrapped around his fingers, you know how guys like him are."

"He isn't Bryan, Paisley!"

"I'm not saying he is but with my experience with guys-" I immediately interrupted.

"-Your experience with guys! You don't even know him! He's not like that!!" I got up.

"If that's how it's gonna be then fine! But don't say I didn't warn you!" She walked towards the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

I was genuinely pissed off and I know I overreacted. I didn't know what was wron
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