Big ups to /u/wilson48 for not only convincing me to share this story, but also editing it thoroughly for me. If you haven’t read his stories, they’re awesome, though he could stand to share some more ;)
This story is an oldie but a goodie, taking place a couple years ago. I had a boyfriend at university, (I’ll call him “Logan”) we started dating as Freshman, and broke up at the start of our senior year. To keep it simple, he was a sweet guy, but our post-university plans weren’t lining up and the fire was pretty much gone. A week after we broke up, he was far from over it, but we were instantly friends again – we’re friends to this day even.
Fast forward a few months after our breakup, Logan and I ran in similar crowds, so him and I are hanging out at a low key birthday party for one of our shared friends. It’s a great night, and Logan and I are still hitting it off well as entirely platonic friends. At one point in the night, one of our friends brings up this one insufferable guy from a class most of us had together, and how there was a rumor going around that he had hired some sort of Craigslist hooker.