“I seriously don’t understand what you’re still doing with Mark,” Gina said, loud enough to penetrate the bathroom door. “All you do is complain about him.”
“Yeah, I know. But he does have his good moments,” answered Lori.
“Have you ever stopped to count his good moment, bad moment ratio? It can’t be good. I mean he’s a creep. Didn’t he sleep with Stacy a few months ago?”
“Well, yeah, but we were on a break. So it doesn’t really count.”
“Lori, you were on a break for like five minutes, it counts.”
“But, it was a really big fight. I shouldn’t have pushed him the way I did.”
“Oh yeah, you shouldn’t have made a big deal about him standing you up to hang with his buddies,” Gina said rolling her eyes. “Besides he didn’t even get you a gift for your birthday.”
Lori opened the bathroom door, color absent from her face, white stick in hand. “Oh, he gave me a gift alright.”