C*cky Neighbor

by Fettucine Holliday

Everything about Jettt screams overconfident male, from the cheap body spray that lingers in his living room to his complete lack of hygiene or standards. This apartment yells with stiff turgidity. It’s enough to make my femme fatale go squish squish.

Squish squish lol

Eagerly, he whips his shirt off and fumbles with the zipper of his pants. That arrogant, conceited, confident, cocksure, boastful, presumptuous (the right word is just on the tip of my tongue)

Man

“All your roommates are gay. In fact, every man in this building is gay. I cease and desisted all the straight ones out. I’m you’re only convenient option, because I don’t believe you’re capable of choosing me,” he coos at me. “Isn’t that romantic?”

Sounds about right