'My car's not working.'
'Are you serious?'
'Yes.'
I was smiling. It really didn't do much for my credibility.
It was the like blind leading the blind. Here I was, picking Walker up from work because his car hasn't been starting, and my car won't start. I turned the key, and the car let out a smug 'RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!'
We called Nick. We watched a half-dead wasp struggle against a swarm of ants. We talk in the car, and Walker tells me my ex is glad I'm happy. I like to think the reason he can't keep a girlfriend is because I'm incomparable. At this point, I only resent him for never saying 'sorry,' but I still resent him. It's sweet of him to wish me well, but at the same time It galls me that he shows neither jealousy nor regret. I am a petty creature.
Nick arrived and jump started my car. (Yay Nick!) I was so relieved that it was just my battery. Then, he suggested we all get food but didn't tell me I was supposed to pay for everyone, and I had to use the money I was saving to buy a new pair of boots. Wait.... What?!
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