Her: Hmph. So apparently we’re only friends when you’re drunk and feeling sorry for yourself. How considerate of you, Joshua.
Josh: Not true. We’re not even friends then.
Her: So you texted me the other night, why? If I’m not your friend and im definitely not your girlfriend. I’m just your pity party then?
Josh: You’re like the a bees nest. I know I shouldn’t be bothering you, but sometimes, I just want to see what will come of it.
Her: I don’t know how to reply to that…
Josh: It’s kind of a lovely notion. Don’t spoil it by making me hate it.