Suggest they pain the walls a la Jackson Pollock?

You did a good thing for someone you felt had no friends of their own (I hope you also have your own friends), to expand their social circle.

You didn't make the decision to cheat for him, or to lie to you.

Never be ashamed for acting in ways that should make the world better.

Being bi or gay is not a pass to cheat if you're in a monogamous relationship, no matter how far in or out of the closet they are

Like.... maybe whatever he fought with his friend group over?

That's also better than my story:

I'd ordered an uber and they were across the street about to make a u turn to get to my side of the street when someone else coming out of the T intersection behind them hits their front right wheel from a rear approach.

Gave the driver my take, they were nice enough to cancel, and I got another (for work)

>close friends of mine were planning to get an apartment

No.... you don't want to shack up with your friends, that's how you lose friends.

It's hard to draw lines with friends when you have dirty kitchens and dirty toilets and someone brings their gf home for 6 out of 7 days who leaves milk outside the fridge.

Lassie

Trust me, in a month you wouldn't have the energy.

Michael was as boring as a boring person could be. On weekdays, he'd got out of bed, brushed his teeth, read the paper with breakfast (Stocks prices? Stuff and nonsense. Nobody sensible would meddle with that) , drove to work in their reliable (if slightly scratched) Ford taking the same route he'd been taking for 20 years (The neighbours bins are still out. Why can't they bring them in when everybody else does? ) to his job at the ceral factory maintaining the machinery.

Everything had to be done just so, so the machines could work the way they should. A place for everything and everything in it's place, that's how he liked it.