Her Bully | BBANGSAZ

F I F T Y T H R E E

M I N J I
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I'm in a moment of crisis.

It's been a week since Hanni asked me to go on a date with her, and today is the day.

We're going to meet up in the park, and she's going to lead me from there.

She said she was the gentlewoman of this date, and I told her I'd be the next one on the next date, which made me even more giddy because, shit, there's a second date.

I'm bouncing on my toes, running around my room, trying to pick the perfect clothes to match. I decided not to wear a sweater for this special occasion because I should try something more extravagant. This is going to be the best date yet.

My mom barges into my room with a tray of the usual cookies, Oreos, cereal, and milk.

"Woah, did you lose your vibrator?" she jokes, smirking smugly while chewing on a cookie.

I turn to her and frown, unamused.

"Mom, no vagina, remember?" I huff, shaking my head as she giggles at me.

"Sorry, I was sure you're a girl." She continues to joke around, and if it were any other person, I'd be offended, but it's my mom, so—anything she says is just plain old whatever.

"But mind explaining to me why your room looks like a sex rave? With clothes being thrown everywhere?"

I throw the shirt in my hand against the wall and huff at her.

"Really, Mom?" I ask, rolling my eyes.

"A sex rave? Really? Is that what it looks like?" I gesture to my flying, messy clothes.

She only smirks and walks to a pile on the floor, ignoring my last statement.

"Since I'm a smart person, I'm just going to assume you have a date this evening?" she hums, winking in my direction as I kick a pair of jeans away from my foot.

I nod my head, blushing.

"Yeah—Hanni asked me out." I grin, bouncing on my toes again as my mom claps for me.

"Hooray?" she gleams, clicking her boots together in an old-fashioned way.

"Isn't that amazing? So, my risk-talk worked out perfectly?"

"Yes, you can brag about it, Mom. Let me just get my earphones." I joke, watching as she grabs a piece of clothing from the floor and tosses it to me.

Lifting an eyebrow, I hold it up. "This?" I ask her while she bends down to pick another. "A crop top?"

She smiles at me and nods.

"You should show off your abs a bit more; they aren't there in your tummy for hiding, Min-min." She snickers, throwing some shorts to me as I shake my head.

"What? Shorts are going to influence your legs." She huffs, bending down to emphasize her words.

"If I'm wearing a crop top, at least let me wear jeans—if I wear the shorts, I'm practically naked." I sigh, rubbing my forehead as I check the time. Ten minutes left until I meet Hanni by the park.

My mother only winks at me.

"And that's what I'm aiming for, honey darling."

I grab the nearest thing next to me and throw it at her, covering my mouth when I realize it's a book.

"Oh shit, sorry, Mom."

She dodges it, though, with her quick reflexes since she's so used to me throwing things at her left and right.