can you not leave your stash everywhere? what if I were to bring company home? i don’t feel like explaining why our coffee table looks like a pharmacy.

who you bringing home?

today, no one. but what if i wanna invite some of the girls over? not all of them know you deal.

well if that happens lmk and I'll clean up?

my point was clean up before you leave…

damn woman, coulda just said that.

i was trying to be nice. i thought you’d read between the lines. apparently not.

you know how I feel about random drop ins. It's not good for business.

you need like, your own place to do your dealings.

babe.. it's not like I can open up a store. and having two places? who would keep an eye on things while I'm with you?

i’m not saying open a store, babe. what? why? it’s not like you can’t afford it. um… cameras?

I'll think about it.

that means no. you’re annoying.

no, it means I'll think about it. No reading between the lines bs, just facts

it’s like you coming home and finding me giving lap dances in the living room.

i'd better not fucking come home to that. Whatever, I know you're not gonna stop so I'll look for somewhere. Happy now?

stop getting so fucking pissy. you know i’d never fucking disrespect you in such a way. it was a fucking comparison.

then why did you even bring it into the convo? you know idc if you wanna take money from losers who could never bag a babe like you. You know I don't wanna see or think about seeing that shit.

i told you, comparison. needed you to see it my way.

whatever you say babe.

i’ll make up for my stupid comment. promise.

come get me from the club? sasha was supposed to bring me home, but she left early sick and i don't wanna take an uber.

of course baby. I just gotta finish up with this customer real quick.

mwah. thank you. you’re the best! lemme know when you’re on your way.

yes, my love. can we grab tacos on the way home? I'm starving

why can’t you ever want like a salad? i’m already thick enough.

bc tacos > salad. You are perfect, don't be silly.

your bias. i’m fat by stripper standards.

"stripper standards" are biased. you are fucking perfect exactly as you are!

you can tell me that until you’re blue in the face but don tells me i’m fat all the time. he’s the boss.

don says what!? Please tell me that he doesn't actually fucking say that to you?

not just to me, but to other girls too. idk. he’s always been like that.

baby! you sure you can't fake being sick and come home early? I miss you!

you saw me this morning and we fought. so no.

you're still mad about that? I said I was sorry!

i’m tired of the apologies.

what's the alternative? i don't apologize?

stop saying and doing stupid shit?

that's just not something I can guarantee. I'm an idiot, baby, I'm gonna do and say stupid shit before I even realize it's stupid.

that’s a lame ass excuse and you know it. I’m not buying it.