An exchange of text messages that occurred earlier today:
Cape Boy: “I just woke up from the best nap ever.”
Me: “It would have been even better if I had been there to wake you up with a blow job.”
Cape Boy: “You’re right, that would have been much better. Did I mention that you’re the coolest fucking chick I’ve ever met?”
I am ridiculous and need to stop it with the dirty text messages, but they’re just so fun. It’s really hard to remember to keep my mind out of the gutter sometimes.