Fuckboy
I looked from him to his door, considering making a run for it, "Uhm, no?"
He shrugged, "Well, jokes on you, because I promised people I would sleep with you."
I crossed my arms, "Actually, the joke's still on you because you haven't actually slept with me."
He laughed, "Sweetie, the joke's still on you because everyone believes we slept together."
I started to put on my shoes, "Okay, sweetie, the joke's still on you because you haven't been able to physically enjoy my hot bod the way you imagine in your dreams at night. BOOM."
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