Break-up

This wasn't real so why the hell not.

"You know what Sheryl, i'm sick of your shit." I text out. "I as a man have needs, so since you can't satisfy them, i'm gonna have to find someone else who will."

You see her typing.

"What the hell Tony. Are you breaking up with me over text just because I wouldn't have sex with you?" Sheryl replies.

"Yeah. It's you not me." I smirk to myself, having way too much fun in this dream.

"Fuck you." she replied.

"I will." I reply back, before blocking her number.

You put the phone down.