The Jig Is Up

“This place looks so cute! Thanks for taking me here! It’s been on my bucket list!”

“You don’t have to pretend anymore. The jig is up.”

“Umm… what does that mean?”

“I see the ‘dumb blonde’ thing runs in the family… or you pretending still.”

“No idea what you are talking about. Let’s just have a romantic evening!”

“Trevor… I know that’s really you behind the heavy makeup, curls, and whatever the hell the prosthetic is on your chest.”

“WTF! How did you know! You mean I put all that time into getting feminized to look like my sister only you to find out before the server is even back with our drinks?!”

“Knowing my soon-to-be-former girlfriend, the makeup and hair was probably two hours. But you didn’t spend enough time on your voice sounding like her since it’s not 100%. But the other give-away is that she wasn’t smart enough to turn her location off on her phone and I know she is cheating on me and across town at the movies with that other guy. My question is… why did she have to talk her younger brother into taking her place and going out on a date… and the question of why she would think I would be that stupid not to figure it out after dating for three months… and I suppose the other question of why you agreed to it in the first place.”

“She offered to pay me $100 and said it would be good for me to stop playing video games for one night and get out of the house. She helped me get ready and sorry to tell you this but I’m supposed to break up with you tonight.”

“What a b*tch! Don’t worry, it’s over anyway. I’m not just going to sit around while she is doing whatever. But since we are here… may as well continue the date.”

“Bruh….. You realize you are on a date with your ex-gf’s younger brother, right?”

“But we have a reservation at a nice restaurant, you spent all this time getting ready and look beautiful, and I apparently need to do better. Plus, we do have a lot in common. Let’s just get to know each other. You can be yourself.. But maybe still act feminine. What do you have to prove to her and what was in this for you other than a measly $100? You know I’m a great guy and can treat a girl right.”

“No kissing though…”

“How funny would it be to send her a pic of you and I kissing? That would really send her a message!”

“Taking it a little too far already!”

“Let’s take it slow then…”

“Fine… let’s just try to have a nice evening together…”