Don’t call me ‘hon’. I have a name, and I expect you to use it-or don’t talk to me.
Well there’s your first mistake. I don’t go by other people’s expectations, hon. And telling me not to talk to you unless I use your name is just gonna make it worse. Better start praying, blondie.
Damn, you too? Alright, but she’s pricey as hell when it comes to them. Warning you now.
Got it. I just want to try them. See what the hype’s all about. So don’t let her send me a whole batch I don’t have that kind of money.
I don’t appreciate your condescension.
I wasn’t expecting you to, hon.
What does the police have to do — actually don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.
Mm, it’s better this way.
Aw, I feel so special now, thanks.
For real, I’m about to get Carter to take me out there to check.
Yeah, no problem, just don’t get used to it.
Alright, I’ll see you around. Tell her I said hey. Oh, and that I wouldn’t mind her making me some brownies.
I don’t understand why my hair is the only identifier people ever use to refer to me.
Because it’s simple and just patronizing enough.
Still. What did you even do ?
I’ll tell you, just don’t look so irritated. Geez.
This girl found this Paramore shirt I hid a while ago at the store and won the manager over so I took the chance to get it back before she comes home.
Dude, that’s pretty funny, not gonna lie. Poor girl didn’t know what was coming; she’ll probably think that she lost it.
I walked to the bookstore to see if they had anything new. They fucking didn’t, so I’m just walking back home.
Oh, I know, it’s hilarious. And hey, if she does the same thing to you, I already know my way inside. I’m feeling generous.
Ugh, our bookstore is shit at updating. Pretty sure they bring new stuff in once every year. You’ll probably have more luck finding something in the next town over.
I saw absolutely nothing.
Good. I was only getting some shopping done, there’s no harm in that, right?
Right. What didn’t I see?
Oh.. Nothing, blondie. As far as you know.