"I might have to get me some," I gasp at her words and nearly tear up. I think we're meant to be friends.
 
 I catch Roman's eyes and he raises his phone to me. I get a text a second later.
 
 'Give her my #'it reads.
 
 I'm gonna punch Grey in the clavicle for giving my number to him.
 
 'No do it yourself loser'I respond and watch from the corner of my eye as he reads it. Grey chuckles when he shows him my response.
 
 I put my phone down and turn it off. It's rude to text when you're having lunch with someone. It's not lunch though because it's after two but it's before dinner. It'sdunch. I laugh a little at my own joke.
 
 Jai comes back to take our empty plates after we've finished and Abby takes out her wallet.
 
 "Oh no," I shake my head, "I'm not allowed to pay so you don't have to either."
 
 She looks at me like I just lied to her face.
 
 "Where'd you hear that?" She tilts her head.
 
 "A crackhead told me."
 
 "That crackhead?" She nods to Grey.
 
 "Yes."
 
 "Ew," Jonas passes our table on the way to Grey's.
 
 "Come again fella? Walk away small peepee guy," I call after him.
 
 "Little bitch," he rolls his eyes.
 
 "Keep talking and I'm gonna punch your nose off," I raise my fist just a tad. He saunters off, flicking me off behind his back.
 
 "I'm confused," she laughs.
 
 "He's a donkey," I explain to her.
 
 "Hey baby doll," Oaklee leans over into our booth and kisses the top of my head.
 
 "Look at you sitting there all sexy and stuff," he leans over. He peeks over at Grey who sits glaring scarily at him.
 
 "I'll go before mama bear punches me in the dick," he ruffles my hair and I scrunch my nose at him.
 
 "Is that your boyfriend, or ex at the moment?" She questions
 
 "No," I shake my head, "that's Oaklee, he's crazy."
 
 "Um, Azalea," she whispers, "the crackhead and the other guy are coming over here."
 
 "Oh Lord, here we go," I mumble as Grey slides right into the seat beside me and Roman leans against the side of the table.
 
 "Hi, I'm Roman," he smiles down at her. She looks down shyly.
 
 "I'm Abby," she answers.
 
 "I miss you," Grey whispers and I look at his gorgeous face.
 
 "I'm right here," I watch his lips as he runs his tongue over the corner of his mouth.