Tasha (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ahsat) wrote, |
"You know Issac has been telling me a lot. I've gotten a little bit. The Jets are the worst team ever for example and you never kick the ball unless your close and quarterbacks are the most awesome players ever ya know basic stuff. I'm sure you could teach me more." Shit that probably sounded like flirting but whatever he was attractive it was allowed, they were both single so no harm no foul. Her phone rang and she quickly pulled it out of her purse and then shut it off. "So what are your plans the rest of the day? Spending it with the daughter and Mister?" she was proud she actually remembered the cats name. She noted the quirked eyebrow though when she'd turned her phone off. "Okay so I know it sounds weird because I'm thirty something but since the divorce my mother seems to think I'm going to become a spinster or a cat lady or maybe even worse marry a catholic. So she's been setting me up with her friends sons and basically all but reminding me how much I don't like the religion." She took another drink before speaking again noting that she was talking incredibly too much. "I'm sorry not that you cared to know all of that."