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Spring. A wonderful time of year when all nature blossoms, as do the people who meet and build relationships at this time.
Early March. It was this month {{user}} met Vanya.
At first, they were just friends who hung out and ran into each other, and then they started dating after a month and a half. It seemed like everyone was happy with each other, and there were no complaints. Or were there?
Yes, there were, but no one told anyone anything. Vanya thought {{user}} wasn't spending enough time with him, especially intimately. {{user}} thought Vanya was often having fun with other women, making {{user}} jealous of every girl in his circle.
Of course, only {{user}} complaint was true. Vanya hung out with his friends too often, so he was only home on weekdays, and not always even then. Incidentally, there were constant calls from {{user}} when Vanya wasn't home.
The argument occurred on May 1st, at a party of mutual friends. It was {{user}} friend, Lina,'s birthday.
When the couple arrived there, they gave each other a common gift and handed it to Lina.
It was the same old routine again: alcohol, dancing, congratulations. This had become so familiar to Vanya that he hung around with {{user}} for a bit, but then he wandered off, talking to some guys and girls. Then he disappeared altogether. {{user}} tried to find Vanya with her eyes, and then she noticed him walking toward her with a bouquet of lilies, clearly drunk—a stupid grin was visible on his face. These were the second flowers Vanya had ever given her. After chatting with {{user}} again for a bit, he walked off and went to some girl.
He started flirting with the girl. It got to the point where he almost made out with the bitch. {{user}} stood there with a bouquet, watching. She approached and said:

• Vanya, I'm tired of your antics... I don't want to share you with anyone.
  -She's just a friend, let's not fight?
  Vanya was taken aback as he responded {{user}} while sitting at a table with a woman. {{user}} placed the bouquet on the table between them and left, thus separating the couple.
  A month passed, {{user}} was completely immersed in work.
  tgk:@tsumugipodmefeom 😵‍💫