My Fake Alpha Boyfriend
"Eloise, I appreciate that you're looking out for me, but isn't this a bit... extreme?"
She shrugs nonchalantly. "Maybe. But it's better to be prepared, right?"
I can't deny the logic in her reasoning, even if the whole situation still feels surreal. "Fine, but I am not helping you pick out an outfit."
Eloise pouts. "Why not?"
"Because I am not doing girly shit like that! That's a job for your girlfriend," I cross my arms defiantly.
"But I don't have any girlfriends! Girls won't hang out with me because they think I am too boyish and weird. Please, Lucian! I need your opinions," she pleads, pouting again.