After a failed attempt at making your move on me goes horribly wrong you get upset and tell me that I’ve friend zoned you. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Friend zoned you say? I would actually have to like you to friend zone you! You and ME…we are NOT friends. You’re just some loser who hangs around, buys me **** and does all of my household duties. You’re nothing more than a glorified errand boy and an ATM. I mean…I may send you to the Chanel store to buy me things but I surely wouldn’t be seen with you there. HAHAHAHAHA, friends. AS IF!