Me: Night.
Him: Night love.
Me: Don't call me that. Not tonight.
Him: Wow.
Me: Ugh. You wouldn't understand. Night.
Him: That's your assumption. Happy Mother's Day.
I was told if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all.
Therefore, it ended there.
Jive like that is the reason I just let my phone die.
No charging for Lupe tonight.
Do away with the bulljive.
Fin.
