BUT I NEED TO STUDDDYYYY
ETA:
“I’m twenty five years old and the closest I’ve gotten to a date is the one time when I had to meet this guy at a bar, got him to let his guard down and then sedate him in a back alleyway to take him to the Company,” Elle says, twisting her fingers together. “We’ve been together for two months and I haven’t taken her on a date yet. Claire’s probably gone on tons and I just want this one to be perfect, you know? I know how much she loves those trashy, sappy romance movies that make me want to vomit or claw my eyes out.”
Oh God, it's terrible. Continue?