Last time we left off Stacy was sending odd vibes. I’m going to try to make this first part sound as less confusing as possible here. She asked me to take a picture of her and her boyfriend. Before I took it I made a stupid face and took a selfie while walking away to get a nice 🌇🌇 sunset picture.
Last week she snapped me saying she loved the selfie and she’s addind it to her auto photo scroller. It was a full mirror picture of her outfit for bar hopping. Crop top and those Tiktok booty yoga pant things. With a laughing crying emoji in the corner. We snapped back and forth. Asked if, let’s go with Kyle, saw the picture. No he hasn’t. Then she had to go.
This morning I messaged her complaining I had to work. She had to work as well. That sucks yada yada.