Complicated gurrrl

We’re withdrawing cash from the ATM late at night. A guy peeks in through the door. “Are you done?” he asks. “Almost”. “Okay, can I come in?”.
Outside, I’m ranting.
Me: Why did he want to come in? He couldn’t use the ATM while we were using it.
TB: Arre. He was just being polite.
I see the guy walk out of the ATM and get into a waiting rickshaw. There’s a girl in there, smoking.
Me: Oh. Now I see his hurry. He’s with a Complicated Girl.
TB: Someone’s getting bum tonight.
Me: You don’t know that.
TB: I think she had a party pack (a quarter bottle of booze not a large pack of rubbers, as I assumed it meant).
Me: I didn’t see. I just saw her smoking.
[I make up a refrain about Complicated Girl]
TB: That’s so fucking judgemental. YOU are judging her? YOU’RE a fucking Complicated Girl.
Me: I’m not being judgemental. Just nostalgic.
TB: That’s just so fucking sad.
[I make up more lines for Complicated Girl]
Here’s the song by The Bangles:

Valerie is beautiful
But she seems a little bit confused
The life you offer her she says
She cannot use

You live in another world
She thinks she won’t fit in
And oh, what about her plans for him
She bends to his will

Hey, you better listen
‘Cause I’m warning you
Love is never simple
With a complicated girl

You call her on the phone
She’s got the other guy on hold
You see the scene unfold
You know it very well

Stay inside your room all day
When she doesn’t call you pull the shades
Never seen you act this way
The girl has hit you hard

Why bother making rules you know
She will not follow
Someday she’ll find a way to remedy
This lovely mess she’s made of you

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