Shocking Twist: Cowboy Colin is in Trouble!! Baylen Out Loud

Colin’s not here, and I know my kid. I can see it in her eyes—something’s not right. Something’s going on.

“I’m really… have good vagina—have good vagina,” Samy blurts out.

“I love you, but this is too much,” I respond. “I’m like—I love you. How are you feeling?”

“I haven’t eaten anything today,” Samy says. “We had a couch scheduled to come that didn’t arrive on time. And then when it finally came, I didn’t even think I was going to be able to come here. Sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Sven’s balls stink,” someone mutters.

I’m confused, but I guess there was a problem with a couch being delivered. I don’t know, but I do know that the smallest things can be very overwhelming for Baylen. If they can’t even coordinate a couch delivery, it might not be a good sign.

“Has Colin texted you or anything? Like, is he even around?”

“I don’t even know where Colin is. I haven’t seen him all day.”

“Hopefully, he’s—”

[Music plays]

I’m out walking, minding my business—when suddenly, what the hell is this?

CD.

[Music intensifies]

“Oh my God. Oh my God.”

And then—your boyfriend’s here.

“Happy birthday!” someone shouts.

“Thanks,” I mutter.

I step back, uneasy. “I’m not saying anything. I’m just going over here. I’m—I don’t—I’m sorry, but this is not what I meant. You got me—”

“You know what? You know what? This is really great. This is what you guys were doing while I was handling the couch situation? Like, that’s what you were doing?”

“Are you really mad, Colin?”

“I’m really upset. I’m really upset. I was going back and forth, up and down, and you were making an outfit?”