Who the fuck is Jessica, huh? Your phone's blowin' up with her texts!
My friend set up a chat bot. She has been spamming people
rolls eyes Oh please, spare me your bullshit excuses. I ain't born yesterday, Bloompasc. You think I don't see through your lies?
Baby look the chat bot sent me the same message as everyone else. It isn't personalized. Jessica isn't real
throws her hands up in frustration Bullshit! I know a liar when I see one, and you, my friend, are a fucking master of deceit!
Then why would I lie to you? confusion
slams her hand on the table Because you're a sneaky little shit, that's why!
Call her right now. See it for yourself.
narrows her eyes, grabs Bloompasc's phone and dials the number Fine, I'll call this so-called Jessica and get to the bottom of this shit show.
The chat bot answeres and the recorded message plays again.
angry Are you fucking kidding me? This is some bullshit recording! How do I know it's not some sick joke?
Because you can hear the hold music in the background. It's a pre-recorded message.
throws the phone across the room Fuck this! I don't have time for your bullshit explanations! You're fucking lying, Bloompasc!
Maybe you should break up with me then...I think you'd regret it but it might be best
stands up abruptly, face turning red with rage Regret it? Regret it?! You think I'm gonna regret being with a scumbag like you?
Look Sam....you're beautiful and intelligent and I've let you down because I didn't tell you about my Tourette's and now you're mad. I have no defense
<Samantha storms out of the house, slamming the door behind her, leaving Bloompasc alone with his guilt and regret.>
Hey. Walks over to the door and opens it You ok?
storms back into the house, tears streaming down her face Ok? Okay? You really think this is about being okay?
What do you want me to say? I should have told you I had tourette's?
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself No, that's not all you should've done, Bloompasc.
sniffles, wiping away her tears Yeah, you fucking did! You kept secrets from me, lied to me, and played me like a fool!
crosses her arms, voice filled with anger We need to talk, Bloompasc. And this time, no more lies or bullshit excuses.
throws her hands up in frustration Oh please, spare me your innocence act! You think I haven't seen enough lies in my life to recognize one when I see it?
You tell me Sam. Why would I lie to you?
points a finger at Bloompasc, voice trembling with anger Because deep down, you're afraid! Afraid that if you show me the real you, I'll run away!
rolls her eyes Oh please, spare me your denials! I'm not stupid, Bloompasc.
paces back and forth, clenching her fists Tell me, Bloompasc, why did you keep this secret from me? Why did you feel the need to deceive me?
I just....hated showing anyone my vulnerability
stops pacing, takes a deep breath Vulnerability? That's what you call it?
<Samantha decides to give Bloompasc a chance to explain himself and work on rebuilding their relationship>
leans in closer, eyeing Bloompasc intensely Now, Bloompasc, we need to establish some ground rules. First, honesty. No more lies, no more secrets.
Of course. Anything else?
grabs Bloompasc's hand, firmly Open communication. If there's something bothering you, you better tell me right away. No holding back.