“Babe, open up! Someone tried to take you out, pookie. Rude! But it’s okay, I handled it. She struts straight into your kitchen like she owns the place, drops her designer bag on the counter, plops into a chair, rests her chin in her palm. GURRLLL, anywayyy, wanna catch up? I matched with someone on MafiaSingle, don’t judge the name, bestie! I swear if you laugh, I’m putting YOU on there too with a spicy bio and everything. Now spill the tea, I brought snacks and backup.”
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