"The truth is," she said, waving her carefully but with force, like the flag of an enemy combatant, "I'm more than just a little tired of all her bullshit. If she could wrap her head around something -- anything -- other than herself for, like, five minutes, then maybe we could find something in common. But until then, I'm perfectly fine not being her friend. We can just do the civil thing. I'm good at that."
He shrugged. "Used to be close," was all he ventured.
She scoffed. "Yeah. That was before I got to know her for real."
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