okay. i am not going to get crazy.
scene: lunch, firelake grill, downtown. four working gals.
me: the bf is in manila.
s: really? manila? you must trust your bf a lot!
me: why?
s: i heard it's crazy over there!
me: like, how crazy?
s: like, prostitution and stuff!
me: what are suggesting? my bf is a...patron?!
and no, i am not suggesting. i am not even entertaining the thought. but...i haven't heard from him in two days.
what am i supposed to think?!
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