Hate Me, Love Me |GxG|
I said into the Bluetooth system, drumming my fingers on the leather-wrapped steering wheel to the beat of the pop song playing at a low volume.
The morning sun was bright, reflecting off the polished hood of my car, and for a moment, the world felt almost normal.
"Okay, but be quick! There's a new pair of Choos that's been calling my name, and I swear, if some basic bitch gets them before I do, I will lowkenuinely throw hands." Heather's voice was over-enthusiastic, vibrating through the speakers with a frequency that made my head throb slightly.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes at her characteristic impatience.