It’s not like I could call and be like, hey babe where you
at? Or text and be like, “ssup, I’m outsyd, i don c u!” Do you know what I
mean?
And I wasn’t about to do the walk of shame back to the
house. I just kept going. I could feel Perry’s eyes on me as I walked aimlessly
down the street. I saw a car that resembled El’s car down the street. I was
like, could that be it? Man I hadn’t worn heels in ages, I was really not
feeling walking all the way there in heels. Darn it! I kept walking though. It
was very quiet in the neighbourhood, I didn’t want people calling the cops on
me, or some neighbourhood watch. Ugh, where art thou? I kept looking at my
phone, nothing! Shebbert!
As I got closer, I realised that wasn’t the car, now what?
Do I walk all the way up? Is he gonna go back where he had parked before? What
to do, what to do? I walked back up hoping against hope that Perry wouldn’t
come out and ask if he could offer me a ride or something. He did ask me that
when I walked out and I turned him down, knowing that my new beau was waiting
for me outside. Little did I know...! I made my way back towards the house,
slowly, hoping that he hadn’t gone back to LA, imagine! He came back! Whew! If
it weren’t for the car, I wouldn’t have recognised him. He looked nothing like
the obviously old pictures he had been sending me. He had a fat face, he still
had a full head of hair but it was salt and pepper, not the image I had in my
mind from the pictures, wtf?
As I was trying to figure all this out in my head, he pulled
up and went, GET in! Get IN! GET IN! The car hardly stopped, he grabbed me, got
me in the car and drove off............whattt thhheee ffuuuuuu
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