POP MY CHERRY DADDY: RUINED BY HIS FATHER
I grabbed my car keys from the shelf reaching for my phone, I swiped through, hoping that he would at least have sent a message by now considering y circumstances surrounding how I left his place but no, my phone was numb, there weren't really any message from him neither was there any from anybody, aside my boss and the company’s email popping on at intervals on task assigned to me for the day, there were t anything special in my phone.
I grabbed my keys and headed straight out, my car dusty and the engine fully asleep, it took a while to kick start it back to life, haven't really been taking it out, I'd rather order cabs because Damon saw it like I was showing off and I would do anything t