Well, she's still a gossip and I'm still an asshole. I take comfort in the fact that some things never change.
So there I am, right? Sitting on Dean's couch, minding my own goddamn business, when Justin mentions that he was told through the vine that I'm engaged to Saira. With a minimum of effort and the maximum amount of swear words humanly possible I trace down this nasty ass rumor to its source: my ex-fiancee Courtney. She is trying to hide under a different alias, but I know it was her. So here we are. I have found the leak in my camp, and have summarily silenced it.
Man, first they changed Spider-man's costume, and now my ex is coming around. I feel like that guy in the bible. Not Jesus... the other one. With the thing. And that other thing. With sheep.