Page 30 of Heartstrings & Horizons
“Yeah, kind of… I guess.”
“Ok, let’s play a game. I’m going to rapid fire questions and you’re going to answer without thinking. Go with your gut.”
“This is so stupid.”
“Do it for me,” she says, giving me the signature Maggie Watson puppy dog eyes.
“Ugh. Fine. You’re the worst friend.”
“Love you, too, babe. Ok, ready?”
I exhale a resigned sigh. There’s no talking Mags down once she has her mind set on something. I have no idea what’s coming next, but I’m definitely not going to like it. Unfortunately, she was the one who got me to join the app in the first place, and she’s been gloating about it for weeks. I can give her this win.
“As I’ll ever be.”
“Red or blue?”
“Blue.”
“Long hair or short?”
“On me or someone else?”
“No follow up questions.”
“Fine. long.”
“Coffee or tea?”
“Ummm. Fuck. Tea I guess.”
That one surprised me, but I guess it makes sense that I would instinctively choose the one I use for comfort. Hmm. Mags might be onto something here.
“Cats or dogs.”
“Cats… this is like torture, Mags. Wtf.”
“Shower in the morning or at night?”
“At night.”
“Stay in college or pursue photography?”
“Photography.”Holy shit. Mags gives me a knowing smile.
“Missionary or Doggie?”
“Doggie.”
Maggie’s face is smug as she continues grilling me. She really should apply to work for the CIA. They couldn’t have waterboarded that answer out of me.
“Digital or film?”
“Both”
“Chocolate or Vanilla?”
“Chocolate. Duh.”
