I needed a friend, and I was rapidly running out of options. Far too many people who I thought had my back turned out to only be acquaintances or people who knew who I was.
She was the last one I wanted to call, but when you're last on the list, you're still on the list. So I dialed, and she picked up after a few rings.
"Yes?"
"Zoe, it's me."
"Hello Me, what the fuck do you want?"
"A place to dump a body."
"...
You're lucky I'm curious."
Turns out I didn't need a friend, but a nosy ex.
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