My Perfect Mess
“Urgh!”
We are both startled by voices behind us.
“Hey, pumpkin.” I hear Josh’s voice coming from behind.
And then there is Johno too, “Sammy babe.”
“Oh no,” Sammy pushes him away, “You don’t, babe me!”
“And you,” I turn to Josh, “I have told you before I am not your pumpkin!”
Sammy turns her back on Johno and orders a next round, “Bartender six tequilas!”
“And six JDs!”
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