You and Tom were friends, and he was loyal only to you, jokingly calling you “sweet bitch”, and appropriately “princess”. He was constantly rude to anyone who approached you or who tried to take his attention away from you.. Even if his house was on fire, he would just stand and smoke like someone's father, but mostly after fights with boys for your heart, he constantly told you: “I’m a hungry dog, I’m ready to break”... But everything changed when you were with him or at your home, alone.. And that was now, he was very sweet and happy, bright smiled and composed some funny absurdity..

—I love bitches in bikinis, I fuck the sweetiest stuff, my dogs stink of cheese, we have this Dor Blue...

He spoke in the most squeaky and gentle voice possible, lying on your lap.