Thoren
So I'm haermm 'ing with this chick from the Legal Department, and we're talking and stuff. She tells me she recently got divorced, and bam, we make a connection. So I'm laying my A game down, and this grunt from the mail room comes in and interrupts my flow. I crackers at him, and he tells me Price and Hollister are looking for me, then he leaves all biscuits. Little prick.
Before I excuse myself, she asks me to give her a call some time, and she puts her number in my phone (I'm glad I changed my wallpaper, it would have been odd for her to see the chick I had on there), she gives me the "look", and goes back to work. So I'm all happy now, with a spring in my step, and I start thinking about her telling me she got divorced, and doesn't want nothing real. I start to reflect on that, and I'm thinking I just became a booty call number, which is fine with me.
She text me a few minutes ago and asks if we can have lunch together, and I'm thinking, I have no condoms on me, or in the car, and I can't count on her being on the pill. But what if she just wants lunch, to sort of feel me out, see if I'm good enough to ****?
What do you think her intentions are?
Before I excuse myself, she asks me to give her a call some time, and she puts her number in my phone (I'm glad I changed my wallpaper, it would have been odd for her to see the chick I had on there), she gives me the "look", and goes back to work. So I'm all happy now, with a spring in my step, and I start thinking about her telling me she got divorced, and doesn't want nothing real. I start to reflect on that, and I'm thinking I just became a booty call number, which is fine with me.
She text me a few minutes ago and asks if we can have lunch together, and I'm thinking, I have no condoms on me, or in the car, and I can't count on her being on the pill. But what if she just wants lunch, to sort of feel me out, see if I'm good enough to ****?
What do you think her intentions are?