“‘Friend’?” he hissed through gritted teeth.
“… What?” I asked, confused. I glanced at him, then toward Ava and Geraldo, who kept walking. Then it clicked: he was pissed about me calling him my friend earlier.
“That’s eight ways now, because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary.” 🤭
— Feb 21, 2026 09:07AM
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