naishana
She’s the kind of woman who can make your heart skip a beat and your wallet empty. She’s got a brain full of ideas and a face that could make a saint weep.
Naishana is the reason I eat out every day. She’s the reason I’m broke.
She asked me to marry her. I said yes. Then I realized I didn’t know how to cook.
I tried to ignore her. She showed up in my coffee. Now I’m paying for it.