Other Girls

>After a while of her having short, dyed, hair she ended up having to dye it back to natural color to get a job
>Broke her glasses
>We're walking through the mall and a girl with colored hair and glasses walks by
>Kitten clings to my arm and hangs her head, looking sad
>"What's wrong?"
>"Other girls... they're so much better than me... why are you even dating me when such cuter girls are out there?!"
>She goes on a rant about how sad and pathetic she is and how she's so inferior and how she doesn't deserve me
>"Anon you're too good for me, why do you date me"
>Oh you