The Holly Dates

by Brittainy C. Cherry

I traveled with novels the same way people traveled with their vape pens—glued in my hands.

No

“I was walking here first,” I argued. “Plus, you shouldn’t be

Bruh she’s got to be the most fr right now

“You shouldn’t have your nose stuck in a book without being aware of your surroundings,”

“Don’t look at me. You owe me a book.” He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, because your smut is the same

Dont piss me off

Sometimes less was more.

He still going on about those freaking cocktails Bruh

As a millennial, I did what most of us did regarding trauma. I sent self-deprecating memes to my friends, worked longer hours so I wouldn’t have to face my emotions, and buried said trauma deep, deep down while reminiscing about how great ’90s music was. “Okay, therapist Mano. Thank you for that tip.” “I’m just saying, man. The sooner you face your demons,

“Okay, so dick me.” He arched an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “Dick me. Be a dick to me and tell me what mistakes I’ve been making over the past few weeks.”

Bruh stop trying tooo harddddd

“Holly. Imagine it. You’re in bed, and he slides into you—”

That’s actually crazy

“Good girl.”

Broooo (derogatory)

Then I shaved my head, too.

He’s a good Man savannah

I wondered if Holly would’ve been pissed if I throat-punched him.

This was funny

“Don’t do that, Holly,” I whispered, lacing my hands together in my lap. “Don’t do what?” “Read the parts of my book that I don’t share with people.”

I think I’m starting to like this book

I undressed, stepped into the shower, and fell apart quietly as my unfaithful wife battled the hardest fight of her life.

Especially Holly, man. She’s Holly! She’s a freaking sugar cookie of a person who’s been nothing but nice to us.”

Bruhhhh I can’t take these lines seriously

“Why aren’t I worth staying for?” she whispered as her sobs grew more as I held her close.

“That little ‘lick, lick, pump, slide’ thing?”

Gurl stop please

Even if this thing between you and Holly began as an arrangement, it’s clear that

Okay Phil

It’s 3 am I have to go to sleep but I’m legit hooked How’d I go from hate reading to genuinely liking this book

“With the flip, flip, slide?”

I hate when she does this

“As long as you do stroke, stroke, choke,

No no no

Knowing that even though my heart was tired, the sun would still rise come morning.