“Or maybe it’s the opposite, bestie,” she suggested. “Maybe this is the man who’ll put you in your soft girl era and keep you there.” “Bitch, I’m in my soft girl era,” I argued and she snickered. “Okay, Bob the Builder.” “Fuck you.” I laughed and tossed a pen on her desk at her. “I am soft.” “Okay, friend. We’re soulmates, so you know I’ll be delusional with you.” “Why did I come here?” I groaned. “Because bitch, if not me then who?” She grinned. “Anyway.”
Talayah is hilarious!
