Whenever I text someone something absurd, such as,
Me / "Bathtub scene. Hijab, pls. Does noon work for you?"
Someone / "Got it. Noon works"
or, being on point with such direction as,
Me / Swish the lopped-off ponytail of hair around again in the milk.
Me / Corral all the persimmons towards you. Then to the corner. Hold them up. Great.
Me / Let this piece of (insert something bizarre) fall out of your mouth. Repeatedly.
- that person deserves whiskeys of credit.
Thank you, Ani Jister, for your willingness and trust. You are amazing and have the best attitude. I hope to do your gorgeousness justice.