❝bad girls, see them out on the street at night.❞
follow the life of jamie boyd, a 30 something year old as she is looking for love in the big apple.
( maleoc x femoc)
(lowercase intended)
(october 18 - ongoing)
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! BAD GIRLS ! BAD GIRLS !
( a sex and the city fic )
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CAFETERIA chelsea, manhattan, new york 12pm
"you fucked him?" samantha exclaimed as i let the girls know what happened between me and nathan.
"shhh!!" i hissed and looked around the crowded restaurant. i groaned and put my head in my hands, "i'm such an idiot."
"you had a moment of weakness," carrie offered, patting me on the shoulder. "we've all been there."
"yeah, but those moments of weakness are usually the worst mistakes you can make." sam said as she stabbed a fork into her salad.
"i just can't believe i let it happen." i lamented, shaking my head in disbelief. "i have no idea why i thought it was a good idea. one minute i'm pissed at him for what he did and the next i'm kissing him!" the more i thought about it the angrier and more frustrated i became.
"sometimes it's hard not to give in." carrie replied. "our bodies want what they want."
"yeah but my brain knows better." i said, sighing heavily.
miranda looked at me seriously, her eyebrows raised. "why did you go over there in the first place?"
i fidgeted in my chair, uncomfortable with the question. "i wanted to talk to him." i muttered.
"about what?" carrie asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
"i was pissed because duncan seriously ended things and i blamed nathan for it, so i wanted to blame him for it to him." i said.
"then why did you kiss him?" sam asked bluntly.
i blushed, embarrassed. "i don't know. i guess in the moment it felt like the right thing to do. in the moment i just didn't care anymore. i forgot why i had gone there in the first place."
"you let your body take charge and it got you in trouble again." miranda said, ever the realist.
"yeah, i guess you're right." i mumbled. i really just wanted the topic to be dropped at that point, i felt bad enough already.
