Hey there! I am going with a very recent story this time. This all happened last Saturday evening. The only fictional thing is her name.
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Last Friday wasn’t my favorite. I got dumped by this girl from Tinder I’ve been seeing for some weeks. I came back home, looked for some distractions in reddit, found a bit, but it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t very well on Saturday, feeling frustrated and angry. Looking for solutions, I decided to send a message to Julia.
Julia was my ex roommate, we lived together for some months last year. As cliché as it sounds, we became friends with benefits during this time. Neither of us wanted to be in a relationship with the other, but through me she found out she was bi (I was her first girl, but that can be a story for another day). Eventually she started dating this guy she met through me (he someone I knew, but not any big friend nor anything like that), and she moved out to live with him. After she moved out, we kept talking here and there. And I knew their relationship had a bit of openness, as she once invited me for a threesome (which I didn’t take as I am not bi) with them. And she told me they had been having them whenever they could. With time, this faded away, as we really didn’t have much in common besides the sex and the apartment.