Mate suck any longer and there will be no spoon"Oh shit," Oscar rushed up grabbing serviettes for me and I grabbed them, "Thanks," I muttered.Just perfect.I stood up letting the rest of the cake fall to the ground, or more onto my shoes and groaned. This was not my day.I excused myself walking
"Oh Violet? Yes she's working at...a really big company and oh have I told you about Adrian, he's starting his own business, he just graduated with honours,"I would have chocked if I was drinking on the horrible wine in everyone's hands, I owned my small business mum, there was nothing embarrassing
huhThe more I stared at the picture, the more confused I got. What did he mean?"Hey, you listening?" I looked up to see Stuart, or Stewart, I don't care, talking to me. Did I look like I was listening? "Nope," I replied looking back, did he mean this for me?I looked back up to see the confusion
Jenny's phone started ringing as I buttered the bread, with the minimal amount of butter, but it tastes good with butter! Screw it, I added more butter layering more on each side."Oh hey Alexander!"Was that Reed? I had nearly forgotten his last name was Reed, not his first and bit my lip as I trie
Why wasn't there anything interesting happening?"Hello ladies, I have alcohol," I looked up meeting his green eyes which sent me a wink and wrinkled my nose. I bet thirty bucks that was drugged. "Oh that's awesome, we have sandwiches and-," I tuned out, we? I was pretty sure I was the one making i
Don't do it VioletBut I couldn't help it, the light was right in front of him, and behind me and I could see his reflection in the phone screen. This reminded me of the times at school when we would try to get a hot guys picture by taking a selfie, or check out guys at the gym by using the reflecti
"That's cause everyone already knew you would say no," Jenny mentioned, oh right. That was true. I was sure half of them only asked me out to see if they can change my mind. "You should have married Erek, you guys would have had super model babies," I rolled my eyes. I won't deny it, we would have.
Guess those baboons were useful after all. A hand came over mine and I looked up at the more masculine hand, "Stop killing the grass, what did they ever do to you?"Oh right, I slipped my hand out from under his, a weird feeling, and wiped it on my shirt, subtly of course. "I'm sleepy," Jenny whin