“You asshole.” “Me?” “Yes you!” “How am I the asshole?” “Because you hurt my feelings.” “No, I didn’t.” “Yes, you did, Joey!” “Fine,” he growled. “I’m an asshole. Now let’s go.” I shook my head. “Molloy.” “I am not a mannequin!” “Fine.” Joey shook his head. “I take it back. You’re not a mannequin.” “That was really mean.” He stared at me for a long time before finally blowing out a breath. “Yeah, I know.” “Apologize.” “For what?” “For calling me a mannequin.” “I just said you’re not a mannequin.” “That wasn’t an apology.” “Yeah, it was.” I gaped at him. “No, it wasn’t, Joey.” “How was that not
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