After a tiring, not so good, not so bad, stressful day.

"I know why you're mom reminded you about that pregnancy thing."

"Why?"

"Because she saw two towels in the bathroom."

"Oh, no. It wasn't there then."

"Oh, okay. That's good then."

Scoff, scoff.

"What?"

"Nothing. You're weird."

"Why?"

"Because I'm your dirty little secret."

"Oh, please don't think that. Please. You know you're not."

Then prove otherwise.

"Please. We both are not in good states of mind to talk about that."

"Yes. Not tonight."

As if there ever would be a night.

Pause.

"Well, I was thinking of going to see you tonight but we're both in quite bad moods, and I don't quite have the energy to drive, plus you have work tomorrow."

Oh please! Wanting but can't? Bull!

"Yes, don't. I have work tomorrow. And it would be the clash of the titans."

"You're funny."

Nyek.