FUCK ME 9

"You invited me over? Why? Are you dying?” Danny asks, eyeing me suspiciously as she stands at the doorway. She was trying to hide it, but I could tell from the way she kept glancing inside, she was excited to be here.

I let out a big sigh of impatience,

“Are you coming in or not?”

With her ever present blank expression, she shuffles inside the apartment and I shut the door behind her.

“This is disappointing.”

“What is?” I ask as I walk to the fridge in the kitchen.

“The inside is exactly the way I imagined it, beige walls, coffee coloured sofas and everything else to match, who was I kidding? you were born with a golden spoon weren’t you?”

I roll my eyes at her, I wonder what she would say if I told her this was Aryan’s aesthetic, it was the inside of my room that resembled me, I locked the door so she doesn’t get any ideas.

“What can I offer you? Tea? Water or juice?”

She scrunched up her nose, as if annoyed,

“How long is this going to take?”

I shrug, I had a lot to say.

“I tak