reading this deposition that just got dropped where someone sued musk and ohhhh my god it is this funniest thing ever . i can see why his lawyer tried to keep this confidential . they’re both maybe the biggest idiots . this is like ace attorney
My fiancé (23M) and I (22F) were staying overnight at a castle because our car broke down in the rain after our friends' wedding.
The master of this castle came into my room at night, things happened (I'd rather not go into detail, thank you), and we ended up hooking up. I felt awfully guilty about it then, so I ran out of my room and back into his laboratory.
He had brought us in here earlier to show us a 'scientific breakthrough' or something like that. Well, to put a long story short, he created a man. I haven't a clue how he did it but I was seriously impressed. It wasn't some Frankenstien's monster nonsense, this man had muscles, blonde hair and a tan. He was gorgeous.
Obviously, when we first saw him I had to pretend that I didn't 'like men with too many muscles' so I wouldn't hurt his feelings (which, worked until I blurted something out five minutes late). Weirdly, I seemed to hurt the master's feelings, though. But, I digress.
This house had a network of television screens, connected to security cameras (I accessed this through the monitor in the lab). I frantically scrolled through to check if my fiancé was okay. Oh, he was more than okay.
He was cheating on me with the master of the house. I couldn't believe it on both of their parts. Mostly my fiancé's. I felt betrayed, but then I felt guilty about that because I had done the same thing. It didn't make the situation any better, though.
The second incident happened in this lab, in my tearful state I found the muscular man from earlier. I could tell he'd also been crying and was covered in scrapes. I offered comfort and teared parts of my slip to dress his wounds.
But my emotions got the better of me, and I did it with him too. I guess it made me feel better about what I'd seen (and better about my situation in general). As we'd both now had sex with other people, I guessed there wasn't much harm in this, it was the most free I'd felt in years. My fiancé told me he felt betrayed, and so did I to him. It's a very awkward subject for both of us, and we try not to remind ourselves of that night.
“This reads like fanfiction (it feels like it was written by a preteen, and most of such things posted publicly are fanfic)”
vs
“This reads like fanfiction (it has a focus on character and relationships, like the style of a lot of modern fanfic)”
vs
“This reads like fanfiction (it keeps referencing people and events with the assumption that the audience is already familiar with them, like how fanfic doesn’t need to rehash the source material)”