“I hate you.” Marley held her stomach. “So, what’s up? Besides stalking my page, what you on?” “I’m getting ready to go to hot yoga.” “The fuck is that?” “Just what it sounds like. Yoga in a heated room.” “And it’s good for what? Because I know that shit ain’t fun.” “Mental health, sleeping, skin… plus, I like it.” “Aight, can I come?” “No, the class is sold out and- “Don’t worry about that. Just say yes.” “Yes, you can come,” Marley answered, pulling the corner of her lip into her mouth. “Send me the addy,” he ended the call.
Yeah. Mr make it happen
