It's Thursday, really late. I've been cleaning and packing all night, as I'm heading to London to visit my family for Thanksgiving weekend. My cell phone just buzzed. Text message:

Cutie: I'm sleeping at your place tonight.
Me: Haha, yeah right.
Cutie: Fine. I'll go home :(
Me: You're serious? I have to be up at 5:15am. Going to work early so I can leave early. Train to catch tomorrow.
Cutie: I hate you. My roomate's mom is in town. I'll sleep nowhere.
Me: 5:15AM!

I know what his ulterior motive is, and I don't care how cute you are, I'm not running a hotel/brothel here. Am I wrong to be slightly insulted?

1 comment :

  1. Samantha7:30 AM

    Nope! Make him work for it girl!!