ɨֆռ'ȶ ֆɦɛ ʟօʋɛʟʏ (ʝօֆɛքɦ զʊɨռռ ʄǟռʄɨƈ)

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"Sydney, Bailey, Grace, Valdez. and Kehlani, Andreas Henderson. I will not be casually fucking, making out or getting into a committed relationship with my boss. Why is that so hard to understand?"
"Because he's hot as fuck, he's sculpted like a Greek God, and he's hot as fuck", Sydney said. "And also, a critical one, he's hot as fuck", Kai chimed in

"All excellent points. But. He doesn't like me like that."

"You don't know that," Kai said, "he could be in love with you, Sydney joined.

"Emphasize on could, there could be a pile of money on my bed, I could become president I could-" " fuck your stupidly hot boss", Kai interrupted.

"That is a terrible idea," I said, annoyed "you'll never know until you try," Sydney said back. "You know what? I can't deal with your horny asses right now."
"Come on, give him at least one blowjob for me", Sydney screamed. Our neighbours are probably thinking, 'what in the ever-loving fuck is wrong with them?

                                                                     ...

So, I have a problem. A big problem.

My job starts in 2 weeks.

If I can't get my feelings for this man in check, there will be more significant problems.

He was gorgeous, stunning, and show-stopping. It was difficult to keep composure, and you know.......not completely lose my shit.

He was beautiful. Like seriously hot. He was so confident in himself and never too serious. I just wanted to look into his gorgeous big ash brown eyes until I burned a hole in them.

He was beautiful. He was mesmerizing. I was mesmerized, at that moment in time. I would've gone anywhere and done anything for him.

It was like he hypnotized me and captivated my soul.

I was completely and irrevocably in love with him.

Jk jk I can never I could never be caught simping this hard this early. Could never be me.

But seriously, what type of crack did they put in this man?

                                                           ...

So, I was in my room blasting Hamilton and dyeing my hair cause why feel your feeling when you can bleach them out of existence? Am I right?

When the excellent idea popped into my head since we were already avoiding our feelings, what's another way to avoid our feelings? Getting shitfaced.

And who just opened a club and loves me? Steve! from college, so guess who's convincing her besties to go to Steve's club and get shitfaced? this bitch right here.

So, I called Steve 

"Hey, Steve" 

"Hi, Ardie"

"So, I've decided to accept your invite to the opening of your club"

"I'm glad you can make it, Ardie".

"Thanks, Stevie, one more thing, can I get 2 extra passes? I want to bring some friends.

"The way you say friends like you're not talking about Kai and Sydney, and you already know y'all are getting VIP passes."

"Thanks, love."

"No problem, love".

I walked into the living room where Kai and Syd were watching Endgame and bawling, their eyes as they should cause if you don't shed a tear when you watch Endgame, you have serious issues.