my soul mate
Ryan: Here. Take this and leave. Get a drink. I don't want to see you until at least 8 pm.
(Hands me two 20's)
Me: Uh... I'm not your
prostitute.
Ryan: You're right. Last time I checked you don't pay prostitutes to leave for a pleasant evening of self-care.
Me: SNAP!
(HIGH FIVE)
(my soul mate)