You are the worst type of person

Don't fucking drag me along on your fucking tinder dates and tell me to "hide at the bar" so I can watch you try to fuck your tinder date. You know how I feel about you, but you're "too busy for a relationship". That doesn't make me your fucking body guard. I don't exist to be there for you. So, yes, I cabbed it home with out telling you. If you want to meet a tinder date at 1230, I'm not obligated to watch over you. You're a big girl. Time to take care of yourself.