Two girls stood at my counter chatting.
Girl 1: Remember a few weeks ago when I got really depressed? The only reason I didn’t kill myself then was because you were staying at my house.
Girl 2: Ah babe, that’s really sweet!
Girl 1: No not like that, I mean I just felt tight on you if I killed myself and then you had to clean it up or whatever.
Girl 2: Oh yeah, true.