Ok so we go to this festival as a date night
I can’t seem to catch up to him he keeps walking in front of me like he usually does irl
I see this drink vendor and tug on his arm like a little kid and beg him to get a drink there because their menu looks so yummy and every cocktail is like creamy but layered with fruit and it’s just these beautiful drinks and u know I’m a basic bitch who lives for her fancy drinks
He says sure and seems irritated while we wait in line and I look over the menu
I see this gorgeous like red white layered somehow iced cocktail and I’m immediately obsessed and I say to him I really want that one please baby and all he says is ok without even looking at me because he’s still in a mood
Then he tells me go find a seat he’ll order for us
I remind him of what I want even point to it so he knows which one I want
I’m sitting down and wait and he comes up to the table with a plain red drink
Not what I feel like I need
And he’s irritated with me I don’t want what he gave me
So I drink the stupid regular drink
And then I say hey could you maybe get another drink and I’ll even pay this time I just really want to try this drink
He gets more irritated but eventually after saying I’m being ridiculous about it gets up and gets in line again
When he comes back not only does he come back with the same fucking regular red drink, he brings a girl along with him
So now I’m uncomfortable, disappointed, insecure, nervous, and trying to figure out why he couldn’t just come back alone.
Why he couldn’t just listen to me and give me what I wanted
Even when I met him halfway
And I was just stuck there. Drinking that fucking drink
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