the park bench

t h i r t y e i g h t

t h i r t y e i g h t

joanne: don't even.

lark: i wasn't going to say anything.

joanne: really?

lark: okay, but you were so cute and fat!

joanne: you're so charming, wow.

lark: i'm sorry, babe, but have you seen your cheeks? ugh.

joanne: i'm so unfriending you on facebook.

lark: you wouldn't!

joanne: i wou- hmmph... m'okay if that's your way of shutting me up or changing my mind, let me just tell you that it works.

lark: glad to hear.

joanne: it's nice sitting here with you without the drama again.

lark: i know.

joanne: my birthday celebration is in two days, can you make it?

lark: wouldn't miss it for the universe.

joanne: you are capable of being charming!

lark: of course, if i wasn't, i wouldn't be known as the flirty lesbian monster machine.

joanne: you're stupid.

lark: and you're a bisexual monster machine.