Somebody's dog is licking my face...
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@charfranta
Somebody's dog is licking my face...
I didn’t say that exactly. I just mean, I’m eighteen. “Cute” isn’t what I’m necessarily going for, but I’ll take it.
Right, but cute is a good place to start. I mean, I can't really say you're hot, because a. I've never seen you shirtless, and b. I don't know if you can like, do anything. Cute is a good foundation.
I don’t know, the last time I was talking to someone they said they never had it before.
Well, they're odd.
Mm, I’ll take that as a compliment, but I’m not so sure.
Hmph. You don't trust me.
Oh, you like strawberries and whip cream too?
Who doesn't like strawberries and whip cream?
You mean gay? ‘Cause why else would a guy be hitting on me?
Nope, I mean cute. Guys who like guys like cute guys. Girls who like guys like cute guys too. Either way, it's really a compliment.
I think I’m going to spend the rest of my night eating strawberries with whip cream because it’s yummy.
I think I'm going to spend the rest of my night joining you.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
You know... cute.
Ew.
From what my grandma told me, old people sex is the best thing out there.
Good to know, I guess. Although, I doubt I’ll be getting 70 year old guys hitting on me.
I wouldn't say that. You've got one of those faces, you know?
Wow, I did not need that image in my head.
You're tellin' me. I swear, this guy would not take no for an answer, either. He kept insisting on buying me drinks and taking me home. Word to the wise, avoid the Cactus at all costs.
So, I found this bar, called the Cactus, last night... when I was there, this guy, I swear he was at least 70, kept hitting on me. Alll I can imagine is a wrinkly penis, and I can't stop laughing.
Text --> Tess
Tessa: I'm gonna go over to Brianna's apartment.
Charlie: I don't know Brianna, but I don't want you to be alone tonight. I'll text you in the morning. Love you.
Text --> Tess
Charlie: Be strong, Tee. Call me tonight if you need anybody.