Me and two of my friends let’s call them Emily and Olivia are huge The Last of Us fans. Before the new season aired, there were opportunities to get tickets for an early screening of the first episode. It was hard to get tickets, but Emily and I managed to get four from two different sources: one was for Comic Con ticket holders, and the other was hosted by a YouTuber I really like. Emily is obsessed with this YouTuber, so she wanted to go to his screening because, after the episode, he hosted a discussion with fans. Since Emily was the one who got tickets for his screening and I got the other two Comic Con tickets, I wanted to go with her.

However, I offered Olivia the option to sit with me if she felt uncomfortable sitting alone, because I knew Emily wouldn’t mind sitting by herself. But then some of my classmates told me I always put others' wants before my own and that I should tell Olivia I’d rather go to the YouTuber’s screening. I was scared to do that because I didn’t want to hurt her or cause any conflict, but I realized I would regret missing the chance to see my favorite YouTuber in person.

The next day, I texted our group chat and asked Olivia if it would be a huge problem if I went to the other screening instead. I explained that both events were in the same building, and we would be together up until the screenings. We’d only be separated for about an hour, and the rooms were right next to each other. I told her she could invite her boyfriend and that I’d give them my two Comic Con tickets. In order to do that, I had to call Comic Con and make multiple emails, so it wasn’t a simple process.

She got angry at me because of this. I told her she needed to understand that I tried everything to get those tickets and spent a lot of time doing so, just so she could bring her boyfriend. I told her she had no right to be angry at me because I was trying to please everyone. She replied with, “Don’t bother, you did everything,” which came across as very passive-aggressive. She kept saying she wouldn’t go because we wouldn’t want her there.

The event was three hours away, and there were no trains back after the screening, so I asked my uncle—who has a place there if we could spend the night. After I told Olivia I had secured a place to stay, she finally said thank you. I thought she had calmed down and was happy that she and her boyfriend could come. I was wrong.

The next day, I received a long message from her saying she was very hurt by how Emily and I had treated her. I lost it. I wrote a long paragraph explaining that I was the one who did all the work—I got us a place to stay, tickets, everything and that she should be grateful instead of calling me an asshole. I asked her what else I could do to make her happy: she wouldn't be sitting alone, she'd be with her boyfriend, and we’d be spending the entire day together.

Later that day, she called our group chat and started shouting at me, basically talking to me like I was a dog. I stayed calm and reminded her that there were two tickets for Room B and two tickets for Room C—so we simply couldn’t all sit together. She told me all I did was write an email, which wasn’t true she didn’t even have Comic Con tickets, so she couldn’t have done what I did. She accused me of throwing everything I did in her face and called me pretentious for mentioning that I got us a place to stay. She said she could’ve thrown it in my face that she came over on my birthday and brought a gift, but she didn’t because “that’s not how it works.”

After the call, I broke down crying in front of my mom because of how hurt I was by the way she spoke to me. An hour later, Olivia sent me an "apology," saying she didn’t want to lose me and didn’t think I was an asshole. I responded, reassuring her she wouldn’t lose me and that every choice I made was with the intention of everyone having a great time, not to hurt her.

Then Olivia texted Emily, saying she was disappointed in me because my apology was one-sided and that I hadn’t apologized for how I acted—but that she’d let it go and would pretend she wasn’t mad on Tuesday. I lost all my patience after that. The next day, I told her I wouldn’t be able to provide a place for them to stay, but the tickets were still theirs if they could come. If everything I did meant nothing, then fine. She replied saying she couldn’t come then, and I simply responded, “Okay, understood.”

She had outed me to at least three people in the past, and I was still able to forgive her. And now this was unforgivable?

She never texted me after that, but she kept using my HBO account, which I paid for entirely. Before the season two premiere, I deleted her profile, and after that, she left our group chat without a word.

Was I a pretentious asshole for not wanting to sit next to her and deleting her profile?