Claire
What else would you call the person who’s willing to literally and metaphorically pick you up off the bathroom floor? Since I can’t imagine you’d ever want to see me naked again after that, calling this a friendship seems fair.
Rowan
That would be a fair assessment.
But it’s still an incorrect one.
Claire
Well, damn. I know I wasn’t at my best, but I didn’t think you’d unfriend me over a little PMS-inspired menty b.
(That’s a mental breakdown, btw.)
Rowan
I’m actually referring to the other half of your assumption. I wouldn’t want you to go on thinking I hated seeing you naked, even though I tried really hard not to look.
Claire
You’re supposed to be a professional, you perv!
Rowan
Is this like the time I sent you the robe? Because my intention was flattery.
I was homeschooled, remember?
Claire
Fine. I’ll take your pity compliments.
Especially since they’re all I’ll get for the foreseeable future.
Rowan
It wasn’t a pity compliment, which is why I probably shouldn’t have said it at all.
And I’m sorry about the thirst trap. I’d just gotten back from a run and figured I’d snap a picture before jumping in the shower.
Claire
NOT. HELPING.
Rowan
You’ve seen me without a shirt before.
And I’m all gross and sweaty. I honestly didn’t think anything of it.
Claire
I hate you sometimes, you know that?
Rowan
I’m sorry. I promise I won’t send any more topless pics.
