Was thinking about people in the past who wronged me, and how nice the illusion of karma is in an indifferent universe.
1) 7th grade: kid calls me a taco. In HS I start dating his ex after she dumps him; they never got past making out because he's such a bad kisser. She tells me she loves me and lets me smash it in Florence.
2) Late HS into college: my best friend has questionable tastes in friends and is becoming increasingly close with a douche (the irony is not lost on me). His friend is older than us and has a habit of talking down to me. Thinks his shit don't stink, but I rarely have to see him as I'm away at school.
Pt. I
Turns out his younger sister goes to the same college. It's the first weekend of freshman year and we cross paths while out one night. We both went to the same big ass HS, and though we never really hung out it was good seeing a familiar face. We talk for a bit and I give her my number.
In the weeks to come she's blowing up my phone, always asking me to come over and 'nap' with her. She's trying everything, saying she's got snacks if I'm hungry and dropping mad winky faces. She's not bad looking, but I'm 6 foot and she towers over me. Not saying this was the right choice, but I said no enough that her texts eventually subsided. What matters is the fact that I could have ham pita'd his sister.
Pt. II
Years later, same guy is engaged now living with his fiancee. I wind up going to his house cuz my buddy's there and tells me it's cool if I come by. There's a few other people over and everyone's chilling having a few drinks. I sit down with them and meet his fiancee. She laughs at all my jokes, even the bad ones, and decides to come to the bar with us while her BF stays back (has work in the morning). We talk the entire time and she mentions how much she loves her man. I also mention my GF, the thirst quencher.
We get back to her house and everyone's smoking in the living room. She offers to refill my glass but she wants me to join her in the kitchen to 'pick out my drink'. No doubt I do just that. In the kitchen she gets closer and we lock eyes; she tells me she wants to kiss me and then goes for it. I grab her and tell her calmy how it's not a good idea. She goes for it again, and again I have to stop her. Wasn't willing to pull a BrandNew, so I crash in the guest bedroom and dip early in the morning.
Next day she texts me and apologizes. Whatever, shit happens. It can be our dirty secret and if I'm ballsy maybe turn it into an inside joke. Few hours later my bro calls me saying that his friend knows and wants to talk to me. Guess he confronted her the next day about how much we were flirting so she came clean. We talk and he says he's not mad, but he wants to know the truth. I lay it out and while really upset, he appreciates me not tonguing his bish.
They married 3 months later and now have a kid. Whenever I see him he's super nice to me and you can tell there's a newfound respect.
Like that's going to stop me from seducing his mom
