Troy
When I met her, I knew she wasn't going to leave my mind. I know that but I unconsciously fell in love. I started caring for her, eager to make her laugh, excited to talk to her, and wanting to be better for her.
I can't say that she makes my day just by showing up for work, I can't even scold her for being late, I'm just delightful she comes.
"Thank you, Vince," she said.
What the? that coffee is not even a dollar, what a cheap guy.
"Oh, this is nice." Damn, she didn't even care about how much it was, she likes everything given to her.
"Minimize your voice, thanks." F*ck, I never thought I'll be this low because of jealousy.
Her favorite color must be purple, that's the color of his phone case, and everytime she brings a new thing, it's always on that color. I f*cking sound
