Summary
My fiancé was always complaining about me to his best friend.
“She’s way too obsessed with love. It’s annoying as hell. If it weren’t for my mom, I would’ve dumped her ages ago.”
After hearing him complain one too many times, his best friend decided to help him out.
“I’ll seduce her for you. Once you have proof she cheated, you’ll be able to dump her fair and square, right?”
My fiancé scoffed.
“Her? She’d probably die with me if I asked. There’s no way she’d cheat. Go ahead and try if you don’t believe me.”
So his best friend made an alt account, sent me a selfie of his abs, and told me to guess who he was.
I replied in seconds: “Babe, I don’t know who you are, but you give off this aloof vibe… Actually, forget it, I can’t keep making this up. I’ll just ask directly. Are you big down there?”