"Sorry, I already have someone I like."
He said this to Flossie Wright.
"..."
Flossie's eyebrows twitched, a few black lines hanging down her forehead.
Seriously—
This kind of narcissist?
Her eyes narrowed slightly, Flossie gave him a glance up and down, curling her lips lightly, "Sorry, I'm not interested in someone who hasn't even grown all their pubic hair yet."
The person's expression changed, but after a pause, it seemed like he decided to just endure it.
"That's good." He forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.
No choice.
He had met all kinds of people with crazy ideas trying to get close to him.
The woman in front of him acted a bit odd from the start. After all, a normal person wouldn't tease someone like this just for asking directions, so subconsciously, he suspected she was trying to attract attention.
With a slight pause, Flossie looked at him with interest.
This Julie Nixon really is put on a pedestal.
"Julie Nixon, right?"