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He chuckles. "You don't want to hurt Patrick's feelings. I get it. He does have a fragile ego."

"You've found me out," she says.

"It wouldn't matter either way," Dare says. "Patrick is never interested in women."

"Oh? Really? You like guys? How did I not know that? Can I set you up?" Luna asks.

"I don't like guys," I say.

"Asexual?" Luna asks.

"Look at him," Dare says. "No. Smell him."

"Pass," Luna says.

"He smells like oranges," Dare says.

"I love citrus," I say.

"Orange soap. A girl's orange soap," he says.

"Why can't a man use orange soap?" Luna asks.

"A man, sure? Tricky, no way," Dare says.

"Maybe he's evolving," Luna says.

Dare shakes his headI don't think so. "You have that look too. Satisfied."

Luna nodskinda.

"But oddly unsatisfied," Dare says. "What happened? Too fast?"

"Why do you care about my sex life?" I ask.

"So you have a sex life." Dare taps his chin. "Interesting."

"Get a hobby," I say.

"This is my hobby," he says. "Who's the girl?"

"A girl who requested my company," I say.

"Now, I know that's bullshit. Who would request your company?" he asks.

Luna laughs. "That's harsh. Even for me."

"Truth hurts sometimes," Dare says.

"Takes one to know one," I say.

He laughs.

This is our routine. This has been our routine since we were kids. We've been friends forever. We've kept it light forever.

But, today, it feels wrong.

I don't want light bullshit.

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