“Why do you always text me that? Why do you care if I hate you? I don’t understand why it matters.”

“It just does.”

“Yeah, but why?”

“Well. Would it bother you if I hated you?”

“Could you treat me any worse than you did?”

“Alright, never mind.”

“Just saying, I already went through it, so no, I guess it wouldn’t matter.”

“I have dried blood in my hair.”

“Nice subject change.”

“How’s your puppy?”

“Much better, went to the spa yesterday. But why does it matter either way?”

“It just matters because I care about what you think.”


“Jesus Christ, Molly.”