This is a story about a man who buys Cartier for bored Scandinavian girls, texts me from a Burj Khalifa suite with two blondes waiting in lingerie, and still manages to open the conversation with“I’m bored. Entertain me.”So I gave him my login. Thanks for reading! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Subscribed Not to flirt. Not to simp. To troll a guy who hand-sketched my profile pic and thought that meant he had a chance. (It didn’t.) The Saudi takes over like it’s a...
