CALL ME DADDY
Me: “Why don’t you move in with me? The house is big enough for us, even if we were to start a family.”
Ann: “But is it okay? Would it be inconvenient?”
Me: “What do you mean, inconvenient? If I can’t live with you or tolerate you, what’s the point of being with you?”
Ann: “Wait ‘tolerate’ me? Does that mean I’m annoying?”
Me: “Nooo, baby. My sweet, soft Princess could never be annoying.”
Ann: “Nobody likes me. The world takes me for granted. I feel like an outcast…”
Me: “No, no, no, baby. I love you, okay? So, so much. I wish you could read my mind.”