““How did you get my number anyway?” “Some asshole named Nash.” “Asshole?” “Yeah, asshole. Don’t tell me you don’t think he’s an asshole!” I laugh uncomfortably. “Um, no I don’t think he’s an asshole. He’s always been nice to me.” asshole. He’s always been nice to me.” “Of course he has. You’re gorgeous. What man wouldn’t be nice to you?” “Plenty.” “Assholes, all of them,” he teases. “They’re assholes, too?” “Yep.” “Is everyone an asshole today?” “Yep,” he repeats. “Word of the day toilet paper.” I laugh, genuinely this time. “Is that right?””
