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Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
“But… you’re gorgeous. You’re practically a man’s wet dream, Gabi.” She looks me up and down, clearly confused. “Teeny tiny and all curves? Jesus, I’d ditch Jason for you.”
“I would like details at a later date,” Sadie says, her hand raised, a devious smile on her face.
Whether or not I realize it, I fall in love with Gabrielle Mancini and her endless talking, her gorgeous mind, and hilarious personality.
I think that's a little soon lol.
“The only rule I have is if I’m giving it up to some random guy, he better know how to make me come, you know? Because I waited too long for it to suck.”
So fair honestly LOL
When I started reading, I found I could transport myself somewhere else, somewhere my mind couldn’t touch. It was magic.
There are only two times when my brain quiets down. Two times when the questions stop, the ideas pause, and my mind is blissfully silent. One is when the music is loud and all-consuming. The second is when I’m reading.
Each of them let me get lost and turn off my brain. Live in happily ever afters and watch the drama unfold and then wrap up neatly, unlike the real world.
“I cannot believe you just said that.” “I cannot believe you’d expect any different,” I say.
LOL
And for some fucking insane reason that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fully understand even when I’m eighty and old and grey, I press my lips to her temple before saying in her ear, “Calm down, kitten.”
oooo i have the ick
Hear that, Little Vic?
little.....
“Because I’m a doctor.”
I'm already over this excuse.
I really wish I would have kept track of how many times he says this because we've gotta be at at least 10.
“Because I’m a doctor. I know women’s bodies.”
Here we go again.
“Look, I’d help you for free, no strings. You’re gorgeous and I love…” I pause, smiling at her. It’s the smile I use on the nurses when I need a favor from them. “A challenge. It wouldn’t be a burden for me, kitten. But if you want to even out the scales, get me through your blind date schtick. You need to date me, right? That’s how Ben said it works. You date me a few times, get to know me, make sure I’m not a douche, and set me up on blind dates. Right?”
Vic gives me the ICK.
“I don’t know, Vic. This all feels very… icky.” My back straightens. “Icky?” “Yeah. Icky. Creepy crawly.” “What part is icky?” I can’t believe I’m saying icky this much
Glad you're feelin what we're all feelin lol.
“Are you gonna like… finger me after we eat?”
wtf
“He’s going to… teach me. About my body. He’s a doctor, after all.”
ugh
“I already know your body better than you.
not a fan
And without a second thought as to how much of a psycho this makes me or how much this crosses the line of “just teaching her things,” I get into my car.
i hate this
Not only is she going on a date with some man, but she feels the need to dress like every other woman on the street while meeting with him?
"On the street???"
And it’s a fair trade-off since it feels like I’ve been at her mercy since the day I met this woman. What is going on?
what do you mean what is going on? you went all caveman and demanded she's yours.
Somehow, in this crazy scheme, I fell for her. I fell for Gabi and I fucking need her. Right now is proof in living color.
You apparently fell for her on page 21, bud.
“Not a fan of dogs,” I say, hand swiping down that expanse of neck.
FUCK THIS DUDE
“Women need to date. It should be a prerequisite to marriage. You need to date around. How else are you going to know he’s the one?”
mmmm nope.
“Gabi, shut up.” I shut up. “What’s going on?”
Two, when you set a man up to force him to give you an answer you want to hear but you lead him to the wrong one? He will give you the wrong answer, babe. Men are simple, stupid creatures.”
TRUUUU
“I said, is she your girl?” I don’t answer. “Are you deaf, man?”
God I love Luke.
“Aren’t you, like, a doctor or something?”
HAHAHAHA
Occasionally he’d throw a water bottle at us and run, like it was some kind of grenade and he was nervous for the blowback.
“I’m a doctor,” I answer. “So?” “So I’m a doctor. I know bodies.”
STFU
