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Ready to lose in flag football today?
Me
This feels normal. Why did we ever think we liked each other?
Reid
We did like each other. We just don’t like internet each other.
Me
You’re right.
Reid
That was fun to hear. Say it again.
Me
Never.
Reid
How was dinner last night? Did you get food poisoning?
Me
Nope. No food poisoning.
Reid
Bummer.
Me
How was your reading?
Reid
I was asleep by ten. Can’t ask for a night much better than that.
I sent my plan for ticket sales to my boss, by the way, and he said it looks great.
You don’t stand a chance at winning our bet.
Me
Sometimes, the work does what it’s supposed to do all by itself.
See you on the field!
Sunscreen.Eye black high on my cheekbones. Mascara and nude lipstick.
I pull my hair into a high ponytail and smile at my reflection.
I love playing sports as much as I love watching them. It’s the duality of being a woman; of dressing pretty with our hair and nails done to go somewhere nice then, after, throwing on a T-shirt and tennis shoes, ready to sweat for a couple hours.
We can do both, and it’s going to be so much fun to kick Reid’s ass while I’m wearing makeup.
