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We were invited to a mutual friend's wedding earlier this year, and agreed to pretend we hadn't spoken in ages. They didn't speak for the whole night, although every time he went to the toilet he was messaging me secretly to jack ann ol. A part of me feels guilty, because i know he's lying to his girl friend. But at the same time, if she ever listened to our face chats, sho'd probably be bored, because we're just talking about boring, mundane, live stuff. He's certainly not got feelings for me in that way. And i don't have feelings for him. We call it a short cut friendship because we both know each other's baggage