Rose Fuentes is having a existential crisis, and looking for answers in tea leaves just won't cut it. Her parents are telling her she needs to grow up and be more like her brothers. Kellin Quinn still hasn't left his wife and fallen in love with her. Jaime Preciado just won't stop stalking her. But she's about to realise that there's more to life than moping around the house and knocking back the gin.
Hello friends. This is something I found on my computer and thought you'd all enjoy. Am I back? Who knows. But I hope you all enjoy reading this silly story. It has a Zee kind of feel to it. Feedback appreciated. I'll send you gin.
"I accidentally handed Jaime a pair of my sexy undies. He didn't give them back like any normal human being. Oh no. He probably keeps them under his pillow and sniffs them every night before he falls asleep."
"He was standing outside my window. He was creeping around in a way that could probably get you prosecuted in most states. Before we could do anything sensible like phoning the police or even an animal exterminator he walked away."
"Then out of nowhere he pulled out a mug. I saw it had Mike and Vic’s faces on it. There was someone outside their practice space selling them. He'd brought his own bootleg merch and looked at me like I was the crazy one."
“You can have your party! But I will have your cake!” Lottie screamed and took Oli's birthday cake. "We're going Rose!" she yelled. People turned to look at me. I will forever be known as the crazy cake stealers friend."
"When will she do away with this great scheme of hers of getting me married before I hit twenty-five? She isn’t trying to trick Mike into trying on wedding dresses. She isn’t sneaking wedding magazine’s into Vic’s tampon draw."
"I wanted to cry. I picked up the soap like it was a small infant and unlocked the door. Jaime grinned at me and my bar of soap like the pair of us were the best thing he’s ever seen. We went back to the kitchen and sat at the table, my bar of soap sitting on the table next to me."