BAD ADVICE

MOMO:

Hello?

Wait, wait, slow down.

...

He said WHAT?

Okay.

First of all, don't text him.

Did you text him?

...

Girl.

You call me crying quarter to three

Saying, "Momo, what does this text even mean?"

I say, "Delete it, leave him on read"

Then five minutes later—

"Okay... here's what you send."

I know, I know

I'm no professional

But pour the tea

I'll make it educational

Good decisions?

Mm, not always my thing

But if we're making bad ones

At least call me

Should you call him?

No.

Should you go there?

No.

Are you putting on your shoes?

...Okay, wait for me.

Bad advice

I give it real nice

Tell you "think it over"

Then I say "do it twice"

Bad advice

Call me any time

I might make it worse

But I'll be right there by your side

If your heart gets broken

I've got ice cream on standby

I can't promise good advice

But baby, I can promise

I'll pick up every time

Screenshot sent, zooming right in

"Who's that girl in the background with him?"

You say, "Maybe it's nothing."

MOMO:

Mm-hmm.

And maybe I suddenly

Don't know how to read.

Oh, now he's saying "you up?"

Absolutely not.

...What are we wearing?

Should you forgive him?

Maybe.

Tonight?

Probably not.

Should we overthink it?

Girl...

We already are.

Bad advice

I give it real nice

Tell you "don't be petty"

Then I'm petty by your side

Bad advice

Call me any time

I might make it worse

But I'll be right there by your side

If your heart gets broken

I've got ice cream on standby

I can't promise good advice

But baby, I can promise

I'll pick up every time

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MOMO:

I don't always know what to say.

But I know I'm not letting you

go through it alone.

...Okay, that's enough feelings.

Did he text back?

Bad advice

Yeah, that's my specialty

Half common sense

Half pure stupidity

Bad advice

But one thing I get right

When the whole world gets messy

I'm staying on your side

Laugh until we're crying

Talk until sunrise

I can't promise good advice

But baby, I can promise

I'll pick up every time

MOMO:

Oh my God.

He texted again.

Don't answer.

...

You answered, didn't you?

MOMO:

GIRL, BYE!