The One Time I Cheated

I pulled up to Shutters on the Beach Hotel, there was a whole valet situation I had not anticipated, I hadn’t ever heard of this place so I don’t really know what I was expecting but it looked fancy. I drove around the block, stress sweating and wondering  how I got talked into this. I had worked earlier that day on a music video, my girlfriend was there working production running around with a clipboard while I was running around in a tight mini wedding dress.

“He’s different though….”

 “What one, they all look the sameish ?” I yelled through the sheet of the makeshift dressing area, pulling my sweaty corset off, and sliding into my Wrangler corduroys relieved to have circulation back. She kept rambling on about this one guy, Kay was one of  3 girlfriends I had in LA so far, she also knew I had a new boyfriend, this was not like her. I knew who she was talking about because he had made some jokes that were maybe slightly funny, and I was not mad at his British accent, but zero interest. I agreed to meet her at their “wrap party thing”.