Wild Love
Selena groans, slumoing against the bar.
I take the seat beside her, laugh and say "Let's start there."
"Your lovey dovey shit?" Lola frowns, ordering us drinks.
"No, her lack of lovey dovey shit." I grin, and Blu bursts into laughter.
"What a way to phrase it." Selena smiles, and at that moment, before she speaaks, I know I misjugded her, she has someone.
"His name is Sebastain." She begins
"Ohh, Sabastainnn." Blu and I chorus, then burst into laughter.
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