Who would've thought I'd manage to get a date thanks to Naomi?
And yet... here we are.
Everyone knows a guy who's happily taken is harmless, and any girl in the world would feel comfortable hanging out with someone harmless.
I guess that's why Kimberly agreed to go out with me.
She even seemed pretty happy when Naomi walked up to her at lunch and said, "Axel and I are heading to Fifth Avenue this afternoon for cocktails and a little shopping. He seriously needs to update his wardrobe. Want to come with us?"
Hold on a second...
She dresses like the frontman of a rock band from forty years ago, and she's the one lecturing me about fashion?
Then again, Veronica's always telling me to stop wearing nothing but tracksuits and start dressing like a proper gentleman.
But tracksuits are way more comfortable, and nobody's ever going to convince me to squeeze into those damn skinny jeans that crush my balls the second I get even the slightest erection.
