going back to monogame like a rebound after dumping my shitty on-again-off-again boyfriend Unity for the fourth time, complete with all my friends on the sideline wanting to tell me there are nicer guys out there that don't have problems like per-install fees OR the MGCB but biting their tongues bc they know this is part of the process-- the messy, messy process
me: monogame promise you'll never change our contract
monogame: never baby. i'm foss forever
me: thank you monogame
monogame: of course baby
me, tearing up: why don't they UNDERSTAND that all i want is a RELIABLE GUY who can PORT TO CONSOLES
monogame: i could be that for you.
me, turning away: but would you be open to me? would you have readable documentation?
monogame: all of my source code is yours for the reading.
me: but would you COMMENT yourself? for me?
monogame: ...
monogame: it's getting late. let's get some sleep
unity knocking on my door at 3am. monogame answering the door, bare-chested. nothing is said because everything is now known. this has happened before; both know their place in the cycle. unity tries to hold monogame's steely gaze: one engine and one framework, both with their endless complications. monogame's eyes are cornflower blue; unity's a deep gray. neither is a good man, but maybe one is willing to try.
unity looks away. monogame offers him a cigarette
