“I don’t really get it, Soph! I mean, come on! How can you not have a whole ass skincare routine when your skin is always looking like you have the ASG?!” Sophia laughed at her co-worker slash vanity mirror partner, Jelly, with her nightly schedule of ranting about her skin right before work starts. “I told you so many times already, Jelly, that I don’t have the budget for it. Woman, if I have that much money to spare, why in the hell will I be using them on expensive, non-essential products?” She shook her head, still laughing. “Plus, I wouldn’t argue with that ASG you’re saying because Mr. Aaron Warner is fine as hell and we just finished our date.” “I don’t know if you’re just too direct to the point, Soph, or you’re already flexing about yourself; but dang, woman, chill!” Jelly laughed too. “And I still don’t get how you incorporate your fictional men into our conversations so easily, seriously! We’re talking about after-sex glow here and you’re talking about a man who you can on
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