Bad Decision, Great pleasures
There was silence, the perfect opportunity for it to get louder in my head.
“Well, that's fucked up.” She finally said. “What are the odds? Two fucked up people living beside each other.”
I chuckled, genuinely amused this time. How was it so easy for her to say something hilarious in a moment like this?
“I normally do mind being called fucked up, even though you didn't ask.”
I heard her scoff. “You have to make an exception for me, neighbor. I like to say things the way they are.”
As I smiled, I realized how weird this was.