STARTED JAN 2023--
MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised.
Priscilla Pearl Wolfe is a Pornstar.
Halen Elle used to be.
That is until the apathetically charming jackass with a back pocket full of guitar picks and skittles moves...
"Look at us, you and I, back at it again..." ♪ Let The Light In • Lana Del Rey.
A ROCKY RELATIONSHIP WITH PANTS
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"A smoked ham drizzled in sticky sweet honey, good ol' fashion American twice baked potatoes, an arugula salad with a citrus vinaigrette, and a maple apple pie with homemade vanilla ice cream for dessert." Blue taps his fingertips together maniacally as he spins in my desk chair, "I hope you're hungry, cause in a couple of hours, I'm gonna have allllllll you cunts stuffed and slurring like it's Christmas dinner!"
"Actually... I won't be here for this years' Romantix Annual Dinner."
He stops and jumps up, "What? What do you mean you're not coming? What the fuck are you dressing up all fancy for if not for my million dollar meal?"
"Halen invited me to dinner with his family tonight instead."
"Shut up."
He drops his jaw open and leaps across the room to get to me where I stand in front of my full body mirror adjusting the tamed down, sprayed and laid curls in my hair and the Burnt Cherry lipstick painted precisely to the corners of my mouth.
"You're meeting Mr. and Mrs. Frankenstein? This is huge!"
"My god, announce it to the world why don't you!" I pause, gritting my teeth. I give him an icy stare through the mirror and it carries when I turn around. My paranoia makes me seek for intruders behind him, but I come up empty, "Shush!"
"Pearl." He lowers his voice, "You. Are. Meeting. His. Parents. He likes you. I fucking told you," He points at me, "I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you-"
"Oh, here we go." I pinch the bridge of my nose.
"I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you. I. Told. YOU."
"It's not a big deal, okay? He said it's because we're friends and he trusts me. He wants a buffer for his sister. And it's his dads' birthday, it's not like it's a date. There's nothing intimate or sexy about a meal with a room full of what I can only imagine are the most cordial and prestigious people ever."
"Pearl and Halen sitting in a tree, f-u-c-k-i-n-g," He stars to shimmy and dance in a circle around me like he does whenever TLC comes on.
I can't count how many times he's tried to hip-bump me to 'Creep.'
"First comes porn, then comes marriage, then comes-"
"A knife to your gut if you don't stop." I bite, "As far as I'm concerned, he doesn't like me. Not until he comes straight out and says so."
"You need proof? Precious, the proof is in the pornos. I give it twenty four hours. Once you two film and fuck for the first time, you'll feel all the magical tingles. Having sex with someone you like as much as you like him? It's better than anything. Better than raspberry molten chocolate cake and that... that's pretty fuckin' delicious. Especially when I make it. You see, I have this trick where I-"
