professional little shit

I wasn’t asking you.

Good, because I wouldn't have helped.

I can’t believe I’m actually asking you guys this, but can someone help me out for a day or two? I didn’t know breaking a wrist would be such a pain in the ass.

No.

Of course, I’ll need a little sanity in my life while living with the crazies.

Yeah, I'm well-known for my sanity.

Seriously, I have nothing to say to you. 

Should we just hug it out then, or?

Shall I carry on?

No.

No shit I’ll get better. I wouldn’t be leaving if that weren’t the outcome, because in that case I’d much rather stay and hang out with you all day. No, I’ve got a ride, but thanks for the offer.

You'll call me whilst you're away, won't you?

I'm not going to fuck off, Lottie. I know I should have thought before I said something but.. I don't know, I just... I find it hard and I know there's no excuse but.. I just don't want a shit mistake that I made to fuck us up and I don't know how I can fix this or.. or if I even can but.. fuck, I don't know anymore.

I don’t know, I guess it never really went along with our conversations. Its not even that big a deal, I don’t eat. So what? I’ll go to rehab and then come back as good as new. Kind of like the spa.

Except it's not like a spa. Whatever. Just, get better, yeah? Do you need me to drive you, or?

Then stop saying themmm. 

That’s a bad word. 

So's shit. And ass.

I don’t think I could be serious about something if I tried. Are you worried about me? I’ve already been once.

Of course I'm worried about you going to rehab. It isn't Walmart, Ingrid. Why didn't you say anything to me before you got this bad?

Elephant. 

You don’t know…How convenient on your part. 

You can trust me, Lottie, you know you can, you're just mad. You're my best friend and I fucked up, I know, but I'm not fucking with you - I don't know what made me say anything and.. I'm just sorry. I messed up, I wasn't myself and I didn't know she was going to fucking tweet about it, did I? Just.. just don't be mad with me, okay? Please.

That’s what I said. But its more like a vacation if we are being honest.

Why are you making light of it? Rehab's a bit on the serious side, Ingrid.

Little me? Little Ryanne? Smurfette? Hurting you, Rex the elephant? Didn’t think it was possible. 

Elephant?

Maybe if you can even count all the shitty things you’ve done within the past week, you’ll be able to piece it together. Then again, it’s not my fault that you’re a whiner and run your mouth about whoever when you’re drunk. While it was excruciating to sit through, it did make this whole thing a lot easier now, didn’t it? 

I might not always make the best decisions but I'm a good person. Can you say that? Because sharing somebody's personal problems to the entire world is about as low and cowardly as you can get, especially if that person hasn't done shit to you. I don't have time for this right now. Just leave Lottie and me alone because I can sleep knowing I haven't done shit all to you, contrary to whatever the fuck's going on in your head.