"'Cuz y'don't know what the hell I'm talkin' about."
She feels every bit as stupid as she imagines she looks right now. Halfway undressed and standing in the middle of his room is hardly the spot to have this kind of conversation. Jesus.
"An' this ain't how I was s'posed t' ... This isn't how tonight was s'posed t'go. Forget I said anythin', please. I can't explain it."
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She let's out a quiet burst of bitter laughter.
"'Cuz y'don't know what the hell I'm talkin' about."
She feels every bit as stupid as she imagines she looks right now. Halfway undressed and standing in the middle of his room is hardly the spot to have this kind of conversation. Jesus.
"An' this ain't how I was s'posed t' ... This isn't how tonight was s'posed t'go. Forget I said anythin', please. I can't explain it."