Since Daya is known to have no filter (and shares things about herself no one asked for), I think Jan is in store for that experience
and it’s something we love about her 😌
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“You seriously weren’t sure if I was gay?” Daya asked with a quirked brow as the two of them sat in the diner booth while they waited for their meals.
Jan sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck. “I mean, I suspected it but I didn’t want to assume anything just in case, you know?”
She chuckled and shook her head. “Babe, I started eating pussy when I was fifteen and have been making it everyone else’s problem since then. Frankly, I’d have been offended if you thought I was straight.”
The way Daya spoke with such nonchalance compared to her words caught Jan off guard, leaving her unsure of how to reply. “Oh. Well, fair enough.”
“I was born without a filter and no one has ever been able to install one, you get used to it,” Daya assured with a wink.
Once Jan got over the initial shock, she thought about it for a moment, then smiled. “Honestly, I appreciate it. I can’t stand people that make me do guess work with mind games and whatnot. I’d much rather someone just tell me exactly what they’re thinking.”
“Honey, I don’t think you’re ready to hear exactly what I’m thinking,” she retorted, lips tugging into a smirk.
Her cheeks tinted pink as she tucked her hair behind her ear. “Maybe after dinner.”
