sad story time
If anyone has kept up with the posts I have been posting these past few days, there is this guy that I like, and we’ve been dancing. So, today we were picked as a couple to compete for the best dancers. As soon as we get up there, this damn girl that I cannot stand tells him (not even asking, litterally she said it like a command) that he was going to be Mr.GuyIlike’s partner. Like uh no, you gotta back off.. So there was only these weirdos left to dance with so I kinda just left ahah. Guess the romance is over
But then this cute enough guy asked me to be his dance partner for his group, so when one door closes another one opens right?