You’re not stupid. You have morals.
Ari:
But WHY?
Farrow:
She thinks he likes me too much.
Farrow:
I bet she’s worried I’ll steal his sperm while I tidy up his bedroom.
Ari:
I mean… is that completely off the table?
Ari:
He IS hot. LOL.
Farrow:
Bitch, I would birth the next grim reaper or something. The man is lethal.
Farrow:
But enough about my glamorous life.
Farrow:
What are you doing with your life?
Ari:
Choosing catering for my wedding next summer.
Farrow:
Wish I could be there. I miss Seoul.
Ari:
Seoul misses you.
Farrow:
Come visit soon.
Ari:
Promise. <3
Itook the egg hurled at my temple as a sign from God that I’d made the right decision signing my soul over to Zachary Sun.
If anything, kicking my step-monsters out of Dad’s home would give me some much-needed peace and quiet.
Reggie’s wails boomed from the kitchen into the entryway. “I think I’m having a panic attack.”