I roll my eyes toward her. "You know, we’ve seen each other at our worst, naked and shit, hungover, crying over boys who ghosted us, but now you’ve got me hooking and banging my female boss," I say like I'm exasperated, but she knows I'm not. "This means you're stuck with me for life. That shit makes us stronger than blood sisters." She chuckles. "We're wet sisters." I fake gag. "Don't ever say that again. It sounds like incest."
