This is Jason Compson. If you're calling for business, press one and you'll go through to my work phone. If this is something else, leave a message and I'll get to it eventually. If this is my mother, I'm going through a tunnel.
[The "responding" bubble sticks up for a very long time as Swann decides whether to actually send what she's typed. It finally goes through, and it's shockingly forward for someone who usually hides and buries everything, but it's been a long time since she's been so hurt.]
must be all the sleeping around then. me being so loose and all.
you specifically referred to me as a "loose woman", jason. why would your mother think that about me unless YOU think that? she's known me since i was a child. she must think the things YOU tell her.
I don't tell her anything about you. Or anything about work. That is the assumption she would make if I brought any woman home at night. Or a man for that matter.
i have a healthy respect for whores. There's nothing wrong with a business transaction so long as they're honest about it. and yes, i see one sometimes, but we're not talking about that so don't bring her into it
i said you can't come over at night because my mother would throw a fit and assume i was bringing someone over to fuck if i brought someone home at night
but sure i'll see what i can do about fitting the horse in my car if that makes you happy
what? that came from nowhere. you're kind of mean. you should apologize. you're only on tinder to get attention aren't you. this is ridiculous. i should not be getting disrespected by you. you're not hot enough to be acting like this. that's the point. you meet on tinder you exchange numbers and you get to know each other. you stupid fuck. you're so fucking stupid. if only you knew that i made 32k since June. then you'd treat me differently. such fucking nonsense. but you're the type to hang in Buckhead, so it makes sense that you think you're elite and better than everyone even though most people who live in Buckhead are middle class by the rest of the country's standards. have to get out of Atlanta, getting rejected by 6's. a new low. you're not even hot and you act like a princess. it's like, wtf is this shit? you work as an account manager. i trade futures contracts on my couch. recognize superiority. know your place. you look like an alien in that picture. eyes way too far apart. learn your place in the dating game. you're from Maine, you're not good enough to reject me. bitch, black people always think I'm Ashton Kutcher. don't you get that I'm above you? god, Sex and the City has fucked up the minds of so many chicks in this generation. it's awful. you guys all think you're the shit no matter how mediocre-looking you are!
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obliged.
haven't seen you around
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i've been busy
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must be all the sleeping around then. me being so loose and all.
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i never said that
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yeah i wonder why my mother would think one of her kids was up to something unsavory in bed.
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[Yeah, she saw that woman pop up in the rumor mill. Maybe that's where the offense lies, being grouped in with that.]
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why did you even invite me to
if you were just going to act like this
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the offer is still open if you want to ride the horse but not if you're going to put words in my mouth
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so what, are you planning to bring a horse to work or something
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i said you can't come over at night because my mother would throw a fit and assume i was bringing someone over to fuck if i brought someone home at night
but sure i'll see what i can do about fitting the horse in my car if that makes you happy
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you're 35 years old and not that i think you should but if you want to fuck someone in the STABLES, why do you even care what your mother thinks
forget it
nightly gagtag
seriously tho