Tender Conversations | ✓

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     "Did you see her face?" Grant laughs -- well, cackles.

     "A look of murder!"

     "She wasn't going to kill us."

     "Oh, she was," I give Grant a look, "You basically told me to suck your... little friend, and then swore in front of her kid?"

     "I wasn't telling you shit. You were the one who thought of it, you little pervert."

     "... Touché."

     "... Did you really think I would tell you to do that...?"

     "Yes. No," I let out a frustrated sigh, "I don't know. You're you -- Grant Victor, troublemaker of the century."

     "But I wouldn't do that to anyone," Grant softly says, looking to the ground, "you mean more to me than that."

     "We've only known each other for a couple of days."

     "I still care about you, though."

     "That really means a lot, Grant."

     "I'm glad, Venice."