As I was making my way to the bottom of the stairs, that same ol’ reporter who’d been bothering me for the last four years waited for me. Anytime anything happened with my family, or any of my peers, she always made her way outside the building of my house or my job. Where there wasn’t a story, she would try to find one. Fucking her was one of the things I regretted in my life.
of course you slept with the reporter 😂🙄
