#she's an actual swiftie and he's like nope don't believe it lol

[jakerandall]

Even though it might have seemed the obvious answer as he'd approached the blonde, Jake didn't like to assume anything about anyone. Time and time again he'd been shone differently by his experiences. People were layered and complex. "Ah, c'mon," with a soft click of his tongue and a tick of his head to the side. "We're talking about you. Not what the pressure of your peers wants you to say or even the approval of your daughter." Taylor Swift seemed like the easy, cop out answer. Not that she didn't have value, Jake understood she meant a great deal to her fans. He just sensed there was something more here. "I can see an old soul, some depth in your eyes," he added, blue eyes peering into hers with intrigue and perhaps a little coaxing, "what's your real answer?"

Part of her quest for self-discovery meant taking herself out on a date at least once a week. Sometimes, that meant a 'date' was little more than a bottle of wine and night with her vibrator, but other times, when Wren was still at school and she got off work early, it meant Mara decided to visit a new part of town she'd never been to. This week, it was the record store — in hopes that maybe she might discover a new taste in music. "I mean... I'm a millennial white woman with a 9 year old daughter. I say anything but Taylor Swift, I'm getting kicked out of the club," she shrugged with a teasing smile.