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“Um… yeah,” I say cautiously. “You don’t do romance artorwrite. And they both do. And they’re my friends, so….”

He cuts me off, throwing his arms up dramatically. “Fine! You want to hang out with your friend Rebecca this weekend? Go ahead! I’ll jump off cliffs while you do!”

I stare at him, exasperated. “Timmy, do whatever you want. I don’t care.”

He storms out again, slamming the door behind him.

Me:

Oh, he’s threatening to jump off cliffs again. Here we go.

I banned him from cliff jumping bc it’s dangerous, and I just said, ‘Do whatever you want. I don’t caaare.’ I’m mature, I know. I actually am, but he acts like he is 2, so I am like super mature acting like a 4yo.

I also just told him his drug dealer friend was messaging him.

He at least put Pete Davidson on for me bc he knows I enjoy his comedy haha.

Oh, now Timmy is sulking bc I told him you and I are writing a book and Rebecca might do the art. Wait… YOU do art!!!!!

Alice:

And why is he mad? Is he a writer or something?

Me:

Lmao he wants to do all my book art.

Alice:

No.

Not for your and my book.

Me:

Girls only.

Alice:

I mean, you can do what you want. I don't think he's reliable enough to trust with a project I'm involved in.

Just being honest.

I don’t say it, but I feel exactly the same. It’s risky involving Timmy in anything, because I can see him not following through as some form of punishment, a way to sabotage my writing career. Making me dependent on him.

Timmy eventually returns with his water bottle, muttering about how misunderstood he is. Glancing over at the kitchen, I notice the bottle of vodka is conspicuously missing.

Timmy yells from the other side of the room. “I’d never call you a piece of shit or shit on your art!” Then he runs out the door, water bottle in hand, and it beeps shut behind him.

Me:

I don’t trust any of his friends bc they are all super sketchy. All do weird drugs. He stopped.

There’s this one asshole girl who I guess he slept with right before we got together and had before, also. And she wouldn’t stop blowing up his phone when we got together.

He says he’s not into her at all (but clearly was prepared to do whatever).

So clearly I’m not okay with her.