Some Friend
“Hello?”
“Hey, Diamonds, it’s Rose.”
“Oh, hey, Rose! How’ve you been? Wanna come party on Friday?”
“Afraid I’m not going to be able to make it Friday. Actually, I have a little bit of a big favor to ask -- feel free to say no.”
“Go ahead,” he says, though I can hear the hesitation in his voice.”
“See, I’m moving across town, and--”
“Hey, I’d love to help, but I’ve been super busy, and my back’s been acting up, so yeah, see you later.” Click.
That song’s such a lie. A girl’s best friend would at least help her move.
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