The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 102

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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 102

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“It’s not that I wouldn’t be okay with it,” I groan, “It’s just that I haven’t spoken to Alec in a week and one day
mom. He’s ignoring me like I’m some kind of disease.

I’m pretty sure it won’t go down to well if he’s asked to be my date to a country club.”

“He’s still being off with you?” Mom frowns, “Why?”

“Beats me. You can ask him if you want, but I’m steering well clear of that tool.”

“Tool? What’s happened?” Mom frowns, “Is there something you aren’t telling me?”
Yes.


“No.”

“Riley…” She trails off, giving me a warning look, “Tell me what’s happened.”

“Nothing mom,” I sigh, “It just hurts that the guy I like is ignoring me.”

That wasn’t so subtle, was it?

“I knew it!” She whoops, “I knew you liked him!” She stands up excitedly, cheeks flushed.

“Shut up! Are you forgetting that he lives less than three metres away from us, mom?! Be quiet!”

“Oh.” Realisation crosses her face. “Sorry about that.” She
plays with her bracelet awkwardly for a second, but it’s not long before the excitement returns.

“But I’m so glad you like him, Riley! He’s a lovely boy.”

Lovely? About as lovely as a dead hippo’s interglutal cleft,
maybe.

“Whatever mom, he needs to sort things out with me and apologise.”

“He will. Things will work themselves out sweetie, don’t you worry.” She kisses me on the forehead,

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some paperwork to fill out. I’ll
have a word with Marie about the country club issue…see if she can find out what Alec thinks about taking you as a date.” She pauses at the door for a second, glancing back
at me with a cheeky grin, “I totally ship Rilec.” And then she exits the room, leaving me sat here with my jaw
slackened on the floor.

My mom ships us? I didn’t even
realise she knew what a ship was!

As if knowing what I’m thinking, mom shouts teasingly back to me. “I’m down with the kids, mofo!”

Face palm.

Preferably with a red hot,
searing iron bar.

Ouch.