Obsessed With Rubycole. Which Is So Funny Cause That’s Just A Man With Two Wigs.

Obsessed with rubycole. Which is so funny cause that’s just a man with two wigs.

But like, waitress and cook, femme and masc, blonde and dyed red, curious/bisexual and lesbian, forced proximity, banter, jealousy, kisses in dark corners, shared glances, tracing tattoos with your finger, attitude and sarcasm, I hate you, we deal with the same bullshit at work, you get mad at me when I screw up my order, and I get mad at you when a customer yells at me for something you forgot, kiss me to shut me up while I’m cursing you out, most judgmental couple ever, always girl night hosts for bridgette and amber, let me take you home, I wake up in your bed in your wonderfully clean room, you let me know table 5 asked for the dressing on the side, I remember how your back felt against my palms. I’ve never been sentimental but I don’t dread coming to work anymore, at least most days.