HIM: I don't like hassle.
HER: Darling, you are hassle. But I hear it.
I shall cease forthwith.
Fare-fucking-well baby.
Just don't do the drunken calling me from a friend's phone at 3 in the morning and expect me not want to hear from you again.
Tsssh. Whatever, play on.
But you know, I've already won the game.
HIM: Doubtful.
HER: Nah.
But I HAve missed you. come bother me some time, or not.
it's your call, but it'll be something of a loss for you, or us both, les deux, if you decided I wasn't worth your time, because I know for a fact that I am.
But, darling, all you do is prove you aren't worth mine. But still, fool as I am, I do continue to like you.
But, then again, whatever, none of that is important, just as my new bff valium keeps telling me.
So whatever, see you around, if ever.
Or never.
