Kimmy
“Her mother? It’s not like I didn’t think Giselle had a mother, we all do, but I never thought I’d meet her. She looks like a super cunt too,” I casually said as Lennon spun me around the dance floor.
“I’d never try to stifle your creative word choices, but could you keep it down a little, my love? We don’t want to offend everyone here.”
I looked around and saw plenty of elderly guests who were probably well beyond offended. I’d spoken to a few of them throughout the evening, and they were really sweet, so I figured I could tone it down if it meant not causing them anymore discomfort.
“Okay, I’m sorry. Let me try to be a bit nicer. She doesn’t look too friendly. Why is she here?” I asked sweetly. Lennon kissed my cheek and smiled down at me, “Your guess is as goo
