I have very bad news for you.
There was a pause, and then the dots moved.
Stone
What do you want, Maplethorpe?
I couldn’t help smiling, and my unease drained away. Maybe we’d attacked each other in bed last night, but this was easy. This meant we were good.
Sienna
The magazine wants to give me regular assignments.
Stone
I get that’s bad news for whoever you write about. Why is it bad news for me?
Sienna
Because it means you have to admit I’m a real journalist.
Stone
I never said you were a fake journalist. I said you ask too many questions. That is not the same thing.
Sienna
Now someone is going to pay me to ask questions. So I’m not going to stop.
Stone
There’s no telling what people will do with their money, I guess.
Sienna
Exactly. Also, they said something about a photographer. Which means you get to have your picture taken.
Stone
No.
Sienna
Sorry, you already agreed, so it’s going to happen. I’ll make sure you look nice.
Stone
Where can I pick up some Ebola? Because I’d rather get Ebola than have my picture taken.
Sienna
You’re so cute, though.
I added a heart-eyes emoji, just to piss him off.
Stone
I am deleting your number, Maplethorpe.