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Choose Your Own Adventure: Will Brad Fuck Your Girlfriend at Fling?


Photo by Artur (RUS) Potosi / CC BY 2.0

“Look dude,” you say, backing away slowly. “I don’t want to cause a scene.”

“Good,” the guard replies, roughly grabbing you by the shoulder. “Exit’s this way.” The guard shoves you outside Magic Gardens, and you find yourself alone on the Philadelphia sidewalk.

Not for long. 

“Hey,” says Jessica, coming up from behind you. “The place was pretty beat, anyway. Do you wanna head back to campus?” 

You’re dumbfounded, but a smile blooms on your face. This is your dream come true. “Yeah,” you say, “I’d like that. I’d like that a lot—” a shrieking car horn cuts you off. Jessica looks at you with confusion, not hearing what you said. You try again, but the car horn keeps blaring in your ear, and it won’t shut the fuck up.

You wake up in bed, alone. It’s Friday night, and you just woke up from your depression nap at 1:30 a.m.. You rub the sleep from your eyes and pick up your phone. There’s a text from Jessica: “Hey, I think you should know that I’ve been seeing someone else…” This is too much for right now. You groan, put a pillow over your face, go back to sleep, and decide to skip the rest of Fling. 

Yikes! Brad Fucked Your Girlfriend at Fling!