Oh oh oh. And after last night? The fellow I last slept with and I ran into each other downtown and converged our groups. My friend made out with him and I left. Feels veStiry melodramatic with how things apparently went down. I think my lady friend or her brother or someone punched him in the face about it, unless the face-punching he texted me about was about something else which I doubt.

I mean I can't really be mad about it. I did turn him down. He called me after I got home and slurred something like "I dunno what's going on between you and me..." and the fairest assessment is nothing.

Nothing with anyone, because my hotter friend will make out with them.

Edit: my friend didn't hit him in the face, he got hit in the face by someone trying to take his wallet.