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I put my hand over my chest. “Jesus, Fiona, you could’ve warned me you looked like the Hulk.”

“Oh relax. It’s not like I’m bleaching my mustache or something.” She opened the fridge and stared into it. “Not that I do that. Screwdriver?” she asked, pulling the orange juice and the vodka out of the fridge.

“I’d take a beer if there’s one going.”

She looked back towards the glow. “Will a Bud Light do?”

I winced.

“Shandy?”

“Sure,” I said, thinking something sweet might help tie me over until Lucy arrived.

She reached in the fridge and slipped out a brown and yellow bottle.

I made my way over to the counter. “How have you been?” I asked. “I heard there’s a new man in your life.”

She popped the top of my beer open. “Do you want a glass or-”

“No, bottle’s fine.”

She leaned forward and set it on the counter in front of me. “Yeah, I guess we’re all getting lucky on Tinder these days, huh?”

I smiled. “I guess so.”

She carried her glass to the freezer, opening it with one hand and grabbing a handful of ice. “The only problem is that it makes people greedy.”

“Greedy?”

“Yeah,” she said, pouring two big glugs of vodka into her glass. “Like fucking Chelsea. Not that I have to tell you that.”

I swallowed.

“No offense, but you must be so relieved she’s out of your life.”

“I am.”

“I mean, if I found out Peter was doing that to me-”

“Doing what?”

She reached for the orange juice and filled her glass the rest of the way up. “Using Tinder to hook up with guys while we were going out.”

“Right.”

“I would fucking cut his dick off.”

I nodded. “I bet you would.”

“I mean, you must’ve been so pissed when you found out.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I was.”

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.” She leaned against the counter and took a sip of her drink. “It’s just that I have to talk to Peter about that soon so-”

“No, it’s cool,” I said. “Can I ask how you found out?”

“What?”

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