Falling for the bad girl
He shakes his head, arms folded grinning.
"If that person is someone who you thought was never going to leave, but actually does, I think I can speak to the person any fucking way I want?" I snapped.
Taking a deep breath I ask, "Now, I'll ask again, what the fuck do you want?" I frown.
"I'll have a orange juice with pepperoni pizza medium sized, and some fries," he smiles.
"That's not what I meant and you know it!" I yell.
"Well, that's what I meant," he grins. I roll my eyes, and after a few, I hand him his order. "Gracias, hermana." He smiles knowing he's getting on my nerves and head to a table.
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