Page 52 of Not Your Girl
Okay, so the thing is, I tried to stop them all from coming up to Elliot’s apartment last night. I swear I did. I even bribed Jordan with really dirty sexual favors to stay home.
They wouldn’t be deterred though. It’s like they knew you guys needed privacy, so they were even more determined not to give it to you. It’s a brother thing.
Me
It was totally fine, seriously. And it was worth it for the five-pound bag of Fireballs you brought up.
Jo
The best, right?
Me
I don’t think I’ve had a Fireball since I was a kid. I forgot they’re amazing.
And they paired oddly well with the Oreo, gummy bear, Cinnamon Toast Crunch combo we had going. It shouldn’t have worked, but for some reason it did.
Jo
Because it was post-sex snacks. Post-sex snack time is the best.
Me
Why is that so true?
Jo
If Elliot is anything like Jordan, it’s because sex burns more calories than running a marathon.
Also, hi. I know we don’t know each other that well yet, but you’ve probably already guessed that I have no filter but I already adore you and I think we’re going to be excellent friends so...hi friend, I’m just over here letting it all hang out.
Me
Honestly, I love it so much. Making friends has always been…kind of hard for me.
Jo
Girl, same. I’ve mostly always been the dinosaur loving weird girl, and no one knows what to do with that.
Me
I’m the computer nerd who has never been able to figure out whether people want to be my friend for me or because my brother is a famous billionaire who invented the phone in their pocket, so I mostly just stopped trying.
Jo
Well, for what it’s worth, I liked you immediately and before I knew who your brother was.
Me
Thanks for that.
Jo
Always. Thanks for finding Elliot so you could come save me from all of these men. They’re amazing, but Jesus, sometimes a girl just needs some girlfriends, you know?
Me
It must be hard, being so far away from your sisters.
