I did a bad bad thing. I snooped. Lobsterman got a text last night and didn't respond to it. HE ALWAYS RESPONDS! So I had a bad gut feeling that it was his ex girlfriend. I tried to tell myself I was being paranoid and dumb - but then he showered. And I checked his phone.
WHAT A STUPID MOVE! Not only does it mean I'm sketchy - but my gut was right. It was from his ex lady.
They discussed her senior thesis (bitch is still in college!) and his plans to visit Bennington. Gulp.
I asked him who texted him earlier when we were going to bed. He told the truth.
But did not mention a potential trip to Bennington.
I'm officially afraid.
What do I do?
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