Jasika: Hi, Tommy! Sorry to bother you-
Tommy: Then don’t.
Jasika: (side eye)
Tommy: Just kidding. Ima just talk on my Bluetooth while we take this picture.
Jasika: (side eye)
*Not proper fan etiquette, Mr. Davidson. Not proper at all.*
Fuck, what year did I have the shit-talking hip-checking total bullshit encounter with Tommy Davidson? And then, like, a year later, he tries to get into my pants? Way to go to misread the signs, dude. Or, at best, swiss cheese memory…