Cara Delevingne

"We need to talk," said Cara seriously.

I sighed. "What is it?"

"You need to move out."

"Why?"

"You haven't paid rent in months, and I caught you looking at me and that girl I brought home as we swam naked in the pool last night."

"How could I not see?" I asked. "You were making a racket, and I looked out."

"I just want you out."

"Can I at least try out my hypnosis act on you? If it works, I'll have a side hustle, and will move on out."

It was her turn to sigh. "Fine."

A few minutes later, she was in a deep trance.

"Kick me out, will you, you fucking cock-tease," I muttered.