STay
I can't resist asking, "Aren't you going to miss your little friends-with-benefits buddy?"
I scrutinize her expression, trying to figure out what's going on between them. Brooklyn has been tight-lipped about the entire situation, which isn't her usual style. Under normal circumstances, she enjoys giving me a cringeworthy amount of details regarding whatever guy she's into. I find her newfound reserve disconcerting. I don't even know if they're still sleeping with each other or not.
"First thing, never refer to my benefits buddy as little. He guy puts a capital D in dick." She continues as I wince. "And second, I'm pleading the fifth."