Okay, so backstory. My friend Betty is very emotional at the best of times, and has a constant craving for physical contact that she often makes people uncomfortable to get; our group are all very comfortable with each other and enjoy platonic contact, but she takes it much too far. We've tried to explain to her that this is wrong, but she's never listened.  She also can't stand falling asleep before everyone else at sleepovers. My friend Liam and I have been flirting online very explicitly for a while, and have been waiting for some time alone to do the dirty.






Both of these friends were staying around my house, where there was only one room available for all of us due to my family. Throughout the day, me and Liam have been fooling around underneath blankets whenever we got the chance without Betty noticing, but Betty did notice that we were cuddling up a lot and got madly jealous, often muttering bitter things under her breath which we both just ignored. 




Eventually, I'm fed up of her shit, so I decide to just pretend to fall asleep while cuddling Liam so I don't have to pretend to not pick up on the hints that she wants to cuddle him instead. Liam gets what I'm doing and starts acting tired too, but Betty gets very angry and rants to him about how he knows she needs physical contact to feel safe and it's so rude of him to be cuddling me instead with everything that's going on in her life right now, etcetera. Liam is giving tired, half-assed responses. She starts crying, gathers all of her stuff, and walks straight out my door.




Me and Liam spend a good 10 minutes really wanting to fuck, but being unsure if the other feels bad about Betty. We eventually both come to the conclusion that neither of us care too much about her melodrama and we just get to it. About twenty minutes after we start, we hear the door open and throw on our clothes as fast as possible to pretend we were asleep the whole time. Betty walks in and turns the light on, walking very loudly, so me and Liam both pretend to wake up. She says that she just went to her sister's and had a panic attack, so she hopes we're happy we had a good night's rest.





Essentially she calms down and things mostly return to normal, with me and Liam texting each other cockblock memes the rest of the night.






Am I the asshole?