If I was a better man I would have looked at Paili in the bathroom that night, and when she asked me if I was okay I would have said, “No, I feel like shit, can you take me to my girlfriend?” And I would have told Magnolia what happened and who I saw and she would have reacted how she did that day at Dunstan’s and we never would have broken up, I would have married her, I would have knocked her up again, we’d be living Devon way, maybe in the south of France, and I wouldn’t have been in Bali looking for a girl to fuck to spite Magnolia.
See could have been so simple
