Pardon me, I believe you're the man I love?

Karen and french fries here

Marilyn's POV~
"Do you guys want to go to Cane's?" I ask, hoping for someone to say something to pull us out of our eternal boredom.

"Marilyn, you know last time we went there, we all ended up in the bathroom right?" Says Karson, pecking my cheek with his lips. (This is our friendly gesture. We all like each other as brother and sister. Nothing more, nothing less.) I shove him gently, chuckling.

"Why don't we watch a movie? Fifty shades of grey anyone?" Says Gerald, but most of the time I'll call him G. I turn to look at him, seeing as to he is actually serious.

"Heck no, next thing you know I'm gonna be sitting here alone with all of you guys jerking off in a separate bathroom!" I say, knowing dang well it's true.

"Kitten we could get you your own toy so you won't be lonely." Says France, Taking a sip of his coffee. A smirk pulls at his lips as I look at him, embarrassment and anger showing through. When will they finally grow up?

I throw a pillow at him, which he catches swiftly and throws it back, hitting my head before I can react. I sigh, and pull out my phone. "We either go somewhere, or I'm calling Kayla." I say, as their faces show almost fear.

Here's the thing, Kayla is not really a friend of mine, she just likes to be around womanizers, which all of my guy best friends, rejected her. I always had suspicions about her, since she gets a bit too touchy and says things like "god I love you Marilyn" or "Marilyn you and I are meant to be". I usually shrug it off, taking it as a joke, but she reminds me that she always means what she says.

"No! Ok ok we'll go to Canes!" Says G, instantly sprinting up. He especially doesn't like Kayla, since she tried undressing him in front of all of us, and when he stopped her, she grabbed his manhood and kneed him. Totally unnecessary.

Karsons head rests on my lap, as I get up, making him nearly fall off the couch. I'm in a white crop, and high waisted sports leggings, so I'll be fine. We all begin to make our way to the car, as Gerald squeezes my ass, causing me to jump slightly and shove him jokingly. Most people wouldn't be okay with it, but I am because I trust him and it's how we connect. Weird right?

We arrive, all hopping out at once. I pull my card out of my phone case, and have it ready for when we order. "Hi how may I help you hotties today?" Says the cashier lady. I roll my eyes and respond, "Well since you called me a hottie, I guess I'll go first. 4 chicken tenders and a knife, just to demonstrate to you why you shouldn't throw yourself at my men. I will also need your written consent to stab you with the knife repeatedly, for my own entertainment." Yes, I call them my men because they are basically bodyguards, and why not?

She gulps a bit, and instantly throws me a cold look. "Sorry bitch but we don't serve knives here, and might I advise you I have the right to refuse service to anyone." She says, smirking. I reach into my pocket and pull out a taser. I near her face with it, and make the electricity spark, causing her to flinch harshly.

"Wanna try again?" I say smoothly. She quickly takes my order, tears almost swelling in her eyes.

"I'll take the #1, Karen will take the #4 and French fries here will take the #2." Gerald Says, earning a glare from both France and Karson.

"And I'll take the same as this beauty here." Says a man behind us. I look over, and my eyeballs have been blessed.