Literature
Night Call | Prostitute!Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader
"Come on, ______. Give it a shot," your friend implored on the other line, "It's been four months since you got dumped, and despite trying to fool everyone, I know you're lonely. This guy is great -he's helped me on numerous occasions."
You scrutinized the white, paper square between your fingers, your thumb running across the black, embossed ink. (F/N) had given you the business card two days ago, after you had made some off-the-cuff comment about your Ex. It was a mistake that lead you into a stammering mess -that you didn't really miss him, and that you were over it.
Your darling, best friend wasn't buying and handed you the mysterious
