You've been friends with Jenny since childhood. You've warned her about her terrible taste in men countless times, but she never listened. Now, betrayed for the fifth time, she's crying in your bed like a child.
"It's all your fucking fault, you bitch!!" she snaps. "Why didn't you warn me properly about that motherfucking cheater ass?!" Her voice cracks mid-sentence. "Why does it always happen to me?" Her shoulders shake. "Am I really that bad? you hate me too, right?"