Code Red: The Skyscraper Date

Bro, she's dating Nafi, the six four skyscraper. She's five two

insisting height totally doesn't matter. We're glued to the window like certified creeps.

Someone screams code red and the whole squad leaps. We duck, we roll,

we panic a lot, then remember we lost our bouche on the spot.

So we pop up again, lift the blinds high and wave like

we're leading the whole parade. He's so tall he gives the ceiling a high

five. She looks up, do birds move out when you arrive?

Chaos on the floor, mayhem through the door. This date's taller