"Good luck!" I grin to Cat as she walks out the door, looking very professional.
She's going on a job interview at a publishing company. If she gets it, she would be an assistant/secretary for an editor. But she didn't mind, it's her dream to work at a company like that.
So hopefully it all works out for her.
I love my job, so it would be great if she has one she loves too.
I take pictures for parties, mainly Sweet 16's, and it pays really good money for someone my age, so I'm happy with it.
lukey boy: grace cuddle me
me: excuse you
lukey boy: plz I miss your cuddles
me: are you flirting with me
lukey boy: I mean have you seen that ass
me: fuckboy
fuckboy: I'm not a fuckboy
me: you right you're a lunchbox
lunchbox: are you ok
me: yeah I'm lonely
lunchbox: so I'll be there in 10
me: netflix and chill ????????
lunchbox: what do I see in you
me: nice butt remember
lunchbox: ah yes yes
lunchbox: tha bootay
me: bring food
me: pizza
me: ice cream
me: BRING KIT KATS
lunchbox: so I'll be over in a half hour then
me: thnx breadstick you bomb
breadstick: I love when you talk dirty to me
I laugh to myself, shaking my head as I plug in my phone because it's nearly dead.
I look over to Wilson who is sleeping in his crate. He's honestly such a good dog and I'm so grateful. I don't know what I would do if he was bad.
We've had him for nearly a week and he's already potty trained.
Well, he goes on the pad by himself now, and we're trying to get him to go when we go on walks but we haven't quite gotten there yet.
But it's okay, as long as he doesn't go on the floor anymore, I'm happy.
My phone vibrates again, so I roll my eyes expecting it to be Luke again, a small smile on my face.
hockey man: is cat at your apartment
me: no ???
me: why
hockey man: no reason
me: ashton
hockey man: I just thought I saw her go into a building but I didn't know if it was her
me: she's going to a job interview
hockey man: oh that makes sense
