Fuck You

"Fuck You."

"I'm not in the mood." He quips as he pulls on his shirt.

"You know, why the fuck did you even come up with such a gay ass game if this wasn't what you wanted?"

"It was just a game, man. You let this shit get to your head."

"We had sex!"

"It was just a game."

It's such a lame response, but you can't think of anything better to say. Wordlessly, you get dressed and go home.

"Wait!" Bob calls as you walk down the street.

"What?"

".... Nothing," He turns around and closes the door.