Smh, the cop boy runs away…I can’t believe he ran away….
Me: (extremely annoyed)
“All your excuses I hear, tell me you speak the language of FAILURE.”
“This is why your father worries. He worry you so slow that he’ll die before seeing grandchildren.”
“You see your friends? One is married and have child already. The other one is about to marry and about to buy a house. What the hell you doing? And you’ve been dating half a year already?! What are you, a child?!?!”
“You think you didn’t do anything wrong huh? Come here. Yeah, come here. hit him hard across the face with my fist BOY, get your ass down to the florist, buy the most expensive bouquet, get all of her favorite things and then get on your knees and beg for forgiveness before I and every other reader here decide to knock some sense in you.”