OG/Why the fuck do you care about me? Go fuck one of the cheerleaders, because I am not a slut.

From Create Your Own Story

"That's mean, I'm not a man whore." He snorts.

You don't reply. You just stare back at him as if to say 'seriously?' Everyone knows how many girls he's slept with, then ditched. Jake has quite the reputation for it. And he's calling you the bitch here? You wonder what's wrong with that picture.

Taking it the wrong way, he laughs at your facial expression.

The End (I guess?)