Should I buy you a set of glitter bubble-bath bombs for your birthday?
From Lori:
The fact that you even know glitter bubble-bath bombs exist is scary
Do you use them often?
To Lori:
Why? You want to get into my tub action?
From Lori:
If it involves glitter bubble-bath bombs, sure
Before things get too far and I straight-out start flirting with Lori. I pivot the subject.
To Lori:
You never told me what the Cunningham sisters said about you
Only nice things, I suppose?
From Lori:
They called me uptight
And hinted I might be sexually impaired
To Lori:
That’s some serious Mean Girls territory
I pause in the lobby to wave at my doorman, then get straight to the elevator. The brief no-signal interruption gives me a moment to collect my thoughts. I shouldn’t ask, I’m flying straight into the danger zone… still, as I unlock my apartment door and plop down on the couch, I type another question.
To Lori:
Why sexually impaired?
From Lori:
Apparently last night I jumped like a bunny whenever you touched me
And we didn’t kiss
So tonight we’re going to have to bring our A-game
To Lori:
As in?
From Lori:
You have to kiss me
I knew I shouldn’t have asked.
From Lori: