Today my affectionate dating partner and I had a serious breach of trust. During a g-chat about figuring out dates and details for my (as yet tentative) return to Africa this Spring, he accidentally let his indiscretion slip...
Me: Well a good thing to do might be to set a date. Oh God. I just said “set a date” to you. I am SO SORRY. Like a point-of-no-return date.
Him: I was like, “You mean like Lady Mary?”
Me: Ooh maybe one of us should design a color-coded flow chart. Lady Mary?
Him: Nothing!
Me: Did you just spoil a plot point! Did you leap ahead?!
Him: Nope.
Me: You did! You leapt!
Him: …But I didn’t spoil a plot point, it was just a general statement about how they set dates.
Me: But you leapt ahead and watched where you were not to watch!
Him: And I would call it a reluctant shuffle, not a leap.
Me: What season are you on!
Him: There are only 2 seasons. And we were on season 2 when we paused.
Me: I know! I’m looking up the episode list right now. You have leapt beyond us haven’t you?
Him: Shuffled…
Me: We were on Episode 4, I think.
Him: Reluctantly…
Me: Oh honey. This is very bad.
Him: No, no, I did it for us!
Me: Trust is the founda… WHAT?!
Him: Ok, I can’t actually think of a reason that would be true.
Me: What episode are you on?
Him: We may be on episode 7… :-/
Me: My jaw literally just dropped.
Him: I blame B___!
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