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“So shy. I was worried for so long he would never snap out of it. But then puberty hit, and then came football, and dear God, it was like whiplash. I don’t think he ever really knew how to handle it.”

“That’s so different from the guy I know.”

“Look closer, darlin’.”

“I’m sorry?”

She shakes her head. “You wanted to talk to me?”

“I know I have no right to ask you for anything, but I need a favor.”

“Shoot.”

Troy

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Parker: Hey, spermenator. Do you know where our girl is?

Troy: Always nice to hear from you, Parker. And no, I haven’t talked to her since this morning.

Parker: She’s not texting back.

Troy: Probably because it’s after eleven. And you’ve always had your wine and Ambien after eleven.

Parker: She told you she avoids my calls after eleven?

Troy: No.

Parker: LIAR! Women. You think you know them, then some penis comes along, and it’s no more titties before testes.

Troy: Titties before testes? That’s a thing?

Parker: I just made it a thing.

Troy: Will there be anything else?

Parker: Yes. What are your intentions with my BFF?

Troy: How about none of your damned business.

Parker: EHHH. Wrong answer.

Troy: Jesus. Even your texts are annoying.

Parker: Secretly, you adore me.

Troy: Rub your fingers together, and you’ll get an inkling of how much.

Parker: Well, you bought me a Christmas gift.

Troy: You STOLE my Grand hoodie. That wasn’t a gift.

Parker: I’m wearing it now, and it’s amazing.

Troy: Make sure you wash it before you return it.

Parker: If you want it back so much, It’s in India. Come and get it. (Devil emoji)

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