blow to the temple

Easy there, spitfire. Take a breath or two before you start tearing down what’s left of my self-esteem with your confusing compliments and non-compliments.

I was just messing with you, Selena. Wear whatever you want. I always look forward to having your express permission to look at your ass and all other associated body parts. And to answer your feigned insult slash question, I’m good for plenty. Breakfast especially. Oh! And you should see how far I can throw a football now. And no one said I was a good person.  

… Do you want a hug?

You’re so sweet. It’d disgust me if it weren’t for your slightly above average looks.

Honestly, I really don’t think you want me commenting on any of that, and, since I’m a gentleman, I’ll refrain.

Your opinion really doesn’t mean anything to me, especially since you’ll stick your dick in just about anything, ass and tits of no matter.

Maybe you could just be careful then? I mean, if you really want to work out. Frankly, I don’t think you need it.

Oh, Ivy. You always know the right way to not really say anything at all or have an opinion. 

Now if it isn’t my favorite boy. I’ll pose for a picture if it makes it more convenient for your staring.

Selena, please. I wear a tie now. I work in the presence of… Well, kinda kids, almost adults. But really, when do Jackal’s player ever really grow up? But I did sub one actual real life class so…

You look awesome as always but think of the children.

What, just cause you wear ties means you can’t look at my big ass? What the hell, Danny? What are you even good for?

S, if the Bible is telling you it’s a no-go then you must listen. It’s rule number one. Right up there with pro-hair care. Besides, how else will all of Drake’s songs be about you?

It’s confirmed. You are the Hot Girl.

Ugh, right? I know I should just listen to Cosmo. And I am Drake’s future baby momma, so what can I do? Gotta keep this cake up or else daddy Drake won’t love me.

I don’t think you should worry about your body at all unless your treating it badly. You’re a gorgeous young woman and if anyone says differently you should take that as jealousy and pay no mind.

Well, obviously I’m hot. I mean, look at me. There’s no way I couldn’t be hot.