One of my friends' friend. We'll call her Chris.

I can never judge a person I don't know well but I guess Chris was so dreadful the shitty-person-atmosphere practically blew my fucking face off.

We meet at a loud bar, my friend introduces me to her. She gives me a once over and glances at my date, leans over and the first thing she says to me is, "Honey, you can do better than him." A weird kinda back-handed compliment, but she insulted the guy I was with so I didn't take it positively. Pretty shitty first impression.

Later that night she was up on stage singing her heart out at karaoke night, albeit a bit shyly. She makes eye contact with me and gestures like do you wanna come on stage? I was pleasantly tipsy and wanted to give her a bit of support, so I get up there. Next thing I know she's pushing me towards the mic. I tell her I don't know the damn verse of this song. She keeps pushing me. I make an ass of myself singing a song I barely bloody know.

She ushered me off the stage making a face like I just broke all the glass in the room before the chorus even started. I felt pretty shit the rest of the night.

Afterwards me and my friend are at the bar. I ask her how long she's known Chris. She says years, they're like sisters. I finish my drink and try and put aside my opinions of someone I've known for one night.

A few months later, there's a clusterfuck on facebook. Turns out everything all my mates know about Chris is a load of horse-shit. Every injury and surgery, manipulative family member and abusive relationship. Every single damn sob story and even insignificant shit. All made up. My friend was practically joined at the hip with a fucking imaginary friend for a good part of her life. I can't even imagine how she felt.

Now she's cut off all contact with people that know the truth about her and she's dating the guy I was with at the bar the night I met her. Now I can't help but think that she said I could do better to get her little gremlin hands on him. Wouldn't put it past her.