“What a dreary day.”
“I don’t know . . . it’s kinda nice.”
“It’s overcast, dark and drizzling.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re incorrigible.”
“Do you even know what the word means?”
“Yes.”
“Well then, thank you.”
“I went out last night.”
“With what’s his name?”
“The same one I told you about last week.”
“The weed one?”
“What? Be nice, jackass.”
“Amy, I have such a hard time [...]
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I thought about backing out of the trip several times. But it didn’t seem fair to the others. To be completely honest, I had gone so far as to bring it up to Amy. She didn’t take it — she gave me a shitload of grief for it. Then she tried to tell me not [...]
