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Eventually, we decided to meet up in person. We planned to hang out, grab some food, and maybe play some games irl. But when he showed up, something felt off. He acted differently, more nervous and sketchy than usual.
As the evening went on, I found out he had a criminal background—something he had never mentioned before. He even tried to brush it off like it wasn’t a big deal. Then, out of nowhere, he leaned in and tried to kiss me. I wasn’t having it, so I slapped him across the face and he cummed his little pants.
He immediately started crying and making excuses. It was an awkward and uncomfortable end to the whole thing, but I made sure to get out of there fast. Safe to say, I cut ties with him after that.