Imagine going out with the hottest girl imaginable for nigh on half a decade, and then all of a sudden without warning, one afternoon you bust off and get with some unimaginably hot other broad. Whilst making sure to negotiate the scenario so it's done in plain view of the longterm chick.
I hold my hands up.
Check me out eating a Waitrose meal, in the M&S Cafe, whilst looking back out onto Waitrose.
Goddamned Ladykiller is what this is.
My pops would be a proud man.
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