You know you should walk away. That would be the healthy thing to do when you’re in love with your best friend but she’s friend-zoned you forever. But you can’t walk away from me, can you? You’re in too deep already. And the worst—i.e., the best—part is that every time you try to take a step back for your own sake, I pull you even deeper. My curvaceous body, my deceptively sweet demeanor—you can’t say no to me. I snap my fingers and you come running. I show off my tits and you’re mesmerized. You’re never going to get over me. I’ll make sure of it.