This is where I draw the line.

That whole “I’m a super virgin, I don’t even know what flirting is” act is getting fucking old. You fucking know you’re flirting. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have had to validate yourself by informing me that I was super okay with it “because we’re such good friends” when you were straddling my boyfriend on his bed. For the record, you didn’t even bother to ask if I was okay with it ever, which by the way I am not and never will be okay with it. What kind of person are you. I may be angry at him, but I’m angrier at you.