Last night we went to a bar. She began chatting up some women while I stood there and watched. She invited one to leave with us, much to my dismay. She didn't ask me how I felt about another woman coming back to our hotel with us, so when we had a brief moment alone, I told her I was uncomfortable with the idea. She got very upset with me and asked why I was trying to ruin our trip.
When the woman came back, they began walking away, fast. So fast that I couldn't see them through the crowd of people at Bryant Park. I tried to keep up with them as best I could, but I had lost them. I was left there, stranded. I had no clue how to get back to our hotel, I didn't even know what part of the city I was in! I sat on a bench and cried. Someone eventually came over and asked me what was wrong and gave me directions back to our hotel.
December 25