"So, how was it babe?"
"Don't call me that." I snarled.
Now you're probably wondering, the fuck? Who are you talking to? Well. Let's just save it for later, shall we?
"Aw don't be like that baby, I know you had a good time." He cooed.
"Shut the fuck up asshole. It was a one time thing, got it? Now shoo. Get your stuff and leave me alone." I spat. He grabbed his things and left.
"See you, baby." He winked and walked out the door.
I hugged and plopped myself on the couch when I heard my phone go off. I had a text message from an unknown number.
It read, 'Hey Bo, it's your fuck buddy. Wanna meet up at a local Starbucks or something? -Andy.' Oh god. I mean, I would decline because... well... ugh, fine.
I replied back saying, 'Hey ass, sure. À quelle heure?' You're probably thinking, what does that mean? What language is thaaaattt? Well it's French. I'm French. Whoopdeedoo.
Andy: '3h15?' Ah, a fellow French speaker.
Bo: 'Oui, bébé.' Another victim. And NO. I am not speaking homicide here. It's a game that's he's about to take part in.
Andy: 'bien que vous verrez plus tard.'
It's 1:30 now so I decided to hop in the shower and wipe away the sex feeling I had. Yes, that guy was one of my victims. You'll figure out what I'm talking about later. When I got out of the shower it was 2:15. Damn, time goes by fast. I got dressed and applied makeup to my face. Nothing dramatic just foundation, mascara, blush, and lipgloss. Then I slipped on some toms and I was off to once again greet my 'fuck buddy'.
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One Night Stand
De TodoBo goes to party. Andy goes to party. What happens when they meet & hook up? READ TO FIND OUT!
