Flint
I went out with my friends again in my attempts to forget about her, but I’m more than eager not to.
“Come on, man,” Tray says, shaking his head. “This girl’s got you in the palm of her hand. Is that really what you want?”
Yes. If it means getting invited over to see her because she is lonely, because she doesn’t want to see her boyfriend, because she does want to see me… If it means getting to see her at all, regardless of the reason…She can toy with me all she wants.
“It was one awkward phone conversation,” says our other friend, Colt, who I explained the whole situation to. “And now you think, what, she’s gonna let you into her pants? Doubtful, man. Sounds like a tease to me. Besides, she has a boyfriend.”
I don’t think Fallon is a tease, but I wouldn’t really care if she was
