“I heard Fifth Harmony. Those are my girls so I wanted to move so bad but I was told that we were supposed to keep a controlled judge face throughout the thing cause, you know, you can’t show
favoritism. So I was like, *straight face*, but inside I was like,
♪Baby, I’m worth it!♪”
I broke a date for this. Dinner, maybe dancing. Nothing fancy. Her name’s Lisa. She’s training to be an E.M.T. She thinks what I do is cool, too. “Paramedic for the Multiverse,” she called it. Trouble is, that means being on call.