When I met my boyfriend, he was living with his boyfriend and his boyfriend in an apartment. At first they were the two of them, then the friend appeared to live with her. They in one room, mine in the other. Common areas such as living room, kitchen, bathroom and toilet are used without problems. They shop together, cook, etc. When I met them, I was impressed that this girl was very free with the two boys. They knew my friend from childhood. I felt very strange, because mostly the three of them talked to each other, I rarely got involved. All their common memories. This girl was always in command, always behaving like the woman in the house, and she wouldn't let me help with anything. Once my friend had to write a CV, update it for his new job. He didn't ask me, and this girl did it all for him. She found a template for him on the Internet, helped him with the text, took a picture of it, took it out on a printer. I found out last about everything, because I didn't even know that he needed a new SV. And then my friend shows me everything, I even found mistakes here and there. If I knew he would need help with that, and if he had told me, I would have helped him. But he told her. Another thing - he pays his bills when he asks her. He and I had gone out once, and we were sitting down for coffee. Okay, but this girl called him to come home to fry potatoes. He started arguing with me that we were leaving because she was waiting for him. I was handed out of the restaurant because she called again. He told me that the four of us had agreed to have dinner while they both cooked. A kind of surprise. That is, I was not familiar with, or involved in any way in, this arrangement. When I insisted on making at least the salad, it cut me off, and spun around the kitchen again. It is not true how I fell for their family idylls and the audacity of this girl that she does not comply with me, or that her roommate went out with her friend. I also lived with friends as a student, but each had a separate life, and we were not always together. I asked him if he had anything to do with this girl in the past, he denied, they were just good friends. It was strange to me all this behavior of the alpha woman in the house, and how she commanded the two boys. Like my friend, he listened to her. At one point she had become very unpleasant to me already, and he told me that I did not understand their friendship. I tried to fit into their environment, but I couldn't. For example, we talked, but nothing closer and friendly, just general talk. Anyway, she got pregnant by her boyfriend, the other boy, and mine moved out, because it would not be comfortable three and a baby in one apartment. Move to a room near us. I calmed down because I don't see this girl that often. How do you perceive your girlfriends' girlfriends? And they you?
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For me, there is no real friendship between a man and a woman. My friend has no girlfriends to date.