Page 24 of The Other Guy

Unknown: Ha. Ha. Ha.

The corner of my mouth ticks up, enjoying this a little too much. I should learn my lesson. Let her know. But, I can’t help myself. It’s fun, chatting it up with these women and hearing what their reactions are the morning after.

Me: What’s the question?

Unknown: There’s been talk.

Me: Talk?

Unknown: Talk that you’re not really you.

I wince, type away my response, and wait for the shit to inevitably hit the fan.

Me: Oh, yeah? Where’d you hear that?

Unknown: Around.

Wow, that’s telling.

Me: And what did you hear from Around?

Unknown: That you’re actually someone else entirely. Not the guy I spent last night with.

Me: Really? That’s weird.

Unknown: Is it true?

Me: Uh, hmm.I’m not sure.

Unknown: Lol I take it yes, it’s true.

Me: Affirmative.

Unknown: I can’t believe this! What an ass!

I’m nodding as I type out my reply.

Me: Yeah, he kind of is.

Unknown: I meant you, you… you… ass!

Me: Me? What the hell did I do?

Unknown: You let me believe you were him!

Me: Hey, I was just trying to be nice. Do you realize how many of these texts I’ve received?

Unknown: Ouch.Clearly we’re no longer trying to be nice.

Me: Sorry. Truth hurts?

Unknown: Kind of does, actually. I thought he and I had a good time. I mean, it wasn’t life altering… that was me testing you.

Me: Sure. Whatever you need to say to make yourself feel better.

Unknown: YOU DON’T KNOW ME! LOL

Me: Haha true. Sorry?

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