[Somewhere down the line]
Florian:
Geneva:
Florian: *is checking Geneva out* do you know what material my jeans are made out of?
Geneva: *is this fool serious??* boyfriend material?
Florian: Nope, try again.
Geneva: I don’t know, what?
Florian: *is all up in her ear, deep voice and shit*
why don’t you take them off to find out?
Geneva:















