“I told you you’d be embarrassed,” he said as he ran around to the driver’s side. Once we’d made our way back onto the freeway, I texted Ana, letting her know that I’d call her tomorrow. She texted back asking what on earth I was doing that I couldn’t talk to her. I told her the truth. “I’m on a daylong date. It’s going really well so I’ll call you tomorrow.” Ana tried to call me after that and I put her through to voice mail again.
I dont like the friend or the bf
