“What?” He’s snickering as you explain it allto him, clicking his tongue as he shakes his head.

While you were out with your friends, a man had came up to you and said that you were the most beautiful person he’s ever seen.

“Well, he probably wasn’t wrong at all. You the prettiest, sweetheart.” He grinned. “But I hope you told him you got a man waitin’ for ya back home. Tell me what you told him, baby.”

He found it funny, but also irritating that some kid was flirting with what was his.