You decide. Here's the story, from my perspective. No TL;DR so -blam!- off. My friend calls me out of the blue (after having moved to Colorado a few months ago) asking if it would be okay to come and visit if she just randomly wants to travel. Her husband is in school in California (for the Army) for a month with no communication to the outside world. I said of course. We have a spare bedroom almost always available. PLUS, I haven't seen her in like 3 months (she's my only friend I had here). She decides to leave THAT NIGHT. Well she got in at like 6am. I calculated her being here earlier as its only an 8 hour drive. We travel a lot so we figured 10 hours with stops is pretty legit. When I woke up to greet her at the door, she informed me that she had been in town for a couple of hours but she was visiting with Brian, who works overnight and use to work with her husband. Now, I've met this Brian. I don't know him but I know my friend and Brian, are good friends. Good friends as in, she talks him through his breakups, late night texting, things that I could see irking her husband (though he would never say anything because he's a pansy). So.. Number one.. Her relationship with this guy irks her husband, obviously for a reason. She decides she's going to stay up even longer and go to this banquet we were attending at 11am. To do so, (because I was damn sure going back to bed) she said she was going to go get breakfast for Brian since he was getting off soon. That would keep her up. NO BIGGIE, they're friends, right? So she comes back a few hours later and says she's going to take a shower and probably go to bed. She's exhausted and I can't blame her. She doesn't attend this banquet with us, no problem. After the banquet we had a little birthday party to go to and stayed a little longer than expected. When it was over, we needed to go grocery shopping since we had an extra mouth in the house and I knew it would be staying for a week. I called her to see if she wanted to go with us and she said no. It's not unlike her, she has social anxiety for the most part and I understand her frustration with being around people at a grocery store close to the holidays. Hell. I phone her when we are on our way home and she says "I'm at Brian's with his girlfriend and we're playing cards. I'll call you when I'm on my way." Okay. Still, not a big deal but it's getting late and he lives in the barracks things just aren't feeling right. She calls me at 8pm and says that her and Brian AND his girlfriend (which by the way, number two, she has put ever emphasis on HIS GIRLFRIEND with every call) were going to go out and have some drinks... (No biggie but she doesn't really like to drink, number three) and get a hotel room so they aren't drinking and driving. (RED FLAGS RED FLAGS RED FLAGS, or maybe that's just me.) So, she could call me if she's had too much to drink? She could get a taxi? No, the only option is to get a hotel room, where? Near the bar? What? None of this makes sense. She adds, "I hope you're not mad at me." which honestly, I don't blame her for saying because, hello.. I still haven't gotten to hang out with her since she's been here. Whatever, she has other friends, I totally understand... To an extant. So, there's this game that we play on our phones together sometimes and it take about 15 minutes to play it, depending, and you can't pause. It's timed. My nightly ritual is to play a game before bed. I get on and she's on, playing. If you're out drinking, why would you be playing this game that literally takes all of your attention? Number four. She quickly got off. At midnight, I can't sleep. I end up taking a hot bath in the guest bathroom because it's a super deep tub and I just love it. I notice a razor in there, that's not mine. Now, here comes some TMI but it's part of my suspicions. My friend hardly shaves her legs. They're blonde hairs and she's lazy. Her husband also just doesn't care if she does or not. She also, doesn't shave her... Ya know, because this chick has no boundaries and tells me everything. It's also too -blam!-ing cold to wear shorts and she's not into skirts or dresses so.... What and why was she shaving? Personal hygiene is none of my business though. Just something I found to be strange, when thinking about everything else. At 2am my husband and I get phone calls. I didn't wake up for mine but when the hubby's phone rang, he answered it. It's my friend, locked out. Hubby gets up and goes downstairs to let her in. She doesn't say a word. Walks upstairs and slams her door shut. I know this because it woke me up. I asked my husband if she said anything and he said no but she seemed pretty pissed off. Well? (Disclaimer: I've been watching a lot of detective shows lately.) Update: last night is slowly coming out the more we talk this morning They never went to a bar, they stayed at the hotel room to drink. Brian has been dating this girl for 2 days and my friend says she really annoying. He never even said he had a girlfriend until she tagged along. She said she was upset because all they wanted to do was make out so she left and that he was suppose to call her when he needed a ride but called a taxi instead. She said that's why she was pissed and came home early. The girlfriend lives in Missouri but is visiting. The girlfriend wanted to see what my friend's husband looks like so she showed him a picture. She said he looks familiar. My friend said that's not promising. I asked why.. She said because she knows he has had dating site profiles. I said "Still?" she said she's not sure. She then stated that she's at a point in her marriage that she loves her husband and wants to be with him but doesn't want to be with him. More to come... So, the truth comes out tonight. She had every intention on having sex with him last night until he revealed his girlfriend to her. That's why she was mad. Now he's mad at her and won't talk to her, which in my opinion, is a good thing. She plans on talking to her husband about it and yadda yadda but she insures me that she wasn't using her visit with me to cheat on her husband. Crazy.