His Girlfriend

I must have been really drunk, because I actually agreed to go back in and dance with him.

So we started dancing to a fast song, not really talking. It was kind of pointless to be talking anyways, you'd have to yell to be heard. Then a slow song came on so we began (awkwardly) slow dancing, and something occured to me.

"Hey wait... where is _your_ date?"

"My date? My date kind of... ran off somewhere"

"Ran off? Ha. And you were acting like _I_ was so pathetic. Where is she?"

"Well she kind of ran off with this other guy" and he pointed to a corner where this girl was making out with... hold on... my cousin???

"Holy shit, that's my cousin! Ew that's disgusting, why on earth would she kiss Jason? Why would _anyone_ kiss Jason??"

"Well... she shouldn't by kissing anyone else, seeing as she's my girlfriend."

"Your... girlfriend?" There was a sinking feeling in my stomach. I guess I was... dissappointed? I don't know why though. "Well that's really... bitchy of her. Why don't you go over and stop it?"