He is on drugs…
Nothing else could explain his outburst of misinformation. I needed to call a rehab center before the media got ahold of this. Because I know he would not objectify me. No, he was not stupid. I am a human a crazy one at that.
“Ok, clearly someone’s been smoking c***k,” I laughed standing from his lap, not yet meeting his eyes.
I looked at his freeing my lips pursed. I walked to the seat opposite of him, his friend was previously occupying. I fixed my gaze on Jace who was looking at me as if I had grown a second head right before his eyes.
“Well the lady has spoken,” his friend whose name escaped me spoke.
I rolled my eyes annoyed at the human interaction. I wanted to go back to the house and be with myself and my thoughts.
The friend sat in the seat I am sure was mea
