“Hey!” Piper squeals as she comes to the table, plopping her ass down across from me. “Sorry, I’m late. I was filming a video and lost track of time.”
I laugh. “I figured. You’re a celebrity.”
“Oh shut up. Who isn’t YouTube famous these days?” She waves me off.
“Literally millions of people.” I snort.
“Okay well anyway, I need a dirty martini stat. Then you and I are talking all about boys.”
“Boys? Are we thirteen now?” I take a sip of my drink and am ready for another.
“Men, whatever.” She rolls her eyes and waves over a waitress. Piper orders a drink and an appetizer, and I get another martini.
Once the server walks away, I continue, “Well, maybe you’re dating boys, but I’d rather not be seen with anyone under twenty-five.”
“You’re not even twenty-five!”
“Exactly! Older men are
