“It’s just one of those things, May.”
“Driving out to the desert with a six pack and some popcorn?” May noted, eye brow raised.
“Well that too, but no… having a break-up ritual. It’s a must.” Spencer fluffed her hair with a comb she’s had since the eighties.
“Greg n’ I were only together five months for crying out loud.”
“Doesn’t matter, rules are rules.”
Both women stood in front of the small mirror, tainted with old water droplets and scuffed edges.
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