an undeniable truth. stumptown. dex & hoffman. pg. 100.
ao3.
for @100words amnesty week and prompt #75: truth.
"we're not friends."
"yeah? what are we then?"
“That a new scar?” Hoffman gestured towards Dex’s shoulder. “Or an old one?”
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what? Ask questions about my friend’s life? Get to know her better?”
“We aren’t friends.”
“Yeah? What are we then?”
“Acquaintances with benefits.”
“I don’t sleep with acquaintances.”
Dex raised her eyebrows.
“I don’t sleep with acquaintances more than once.”
“Look, call it whatever you want. But we’re not friends.”
“Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?”
“Because I’m not good at it, okay? Caring.”
Hoffman leaned down to whisper in Dex’s ear. “If you’re gonna be a P.I., you’re gonna need to work on your lying.”
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