I have exhaustion.
Bone-deep exhaustion.
Ava:
From being railed like a Pilates machine, maybe.
Ruby:
AVA.
Ava:
WHAT? I support women.
Sienna:
Wait, he’s here.
Ruby:
Who?
Trey:
RUBY.
WHO DO YOU THINK?
Ruby:
If you say “the UPS guy,” I’m blocking all of you.
Ava:
Not UPS guy.
Better.
Bigger.
Taller.
Richer.
Ruby:
…
What?
Sienna:
Tall. Dark hair. Designer suit. Forearms that could crush a man’s skull for sport.
Trey:
Looks like he smells of money and orgasms.
