A conversation with FG.
FG: So what happened to ______?
Me: _______? Oh, well, he _____ and _____ and______, and then on top of it ______.
FG: Dear God.
Me: And, he didn't like _______.
FG: It keeps getting worse.
Me: And, he liked _______,
FG: I hate him.
Me: And, he didn't treat me so well.
FG. I really hate him.
*Sometimes romances don't work out, but you're left with a great friend, and someone who wants you to have nothing but the best romances.