He said it was actually 2 private dances and he also bought one for his friend.
He bought one for his friend?
How does that convo even go? He’s pissed cash up the wall, his mate’s pissed cash up the wall. The mate was desperate for one, but couldn’t afford it? Your ‘D’H could afford - not only his own two dances - but one for his mate, too?
He couldn’t see his mate missing out?
I mean, just what even...?
It’s like, ‘I’m being a complete A-grade fuckwit here, how can I twist the knife even further? Oh, I know! Piss even more family money we don’t have right before Christmas on my good mate here, who can’t be missing out on a naked grinding from a stranger. Porcelain’s gonna love this when I tell her!’
And he feels able to just do this, because he thinks you will just roll over and put up with it.
I’m really sorry. You deserve, and can do, so much better. 