“So, what’s the real score now, huh?”
Caren suddenly asked Cyd over lunch.
“Real score of what now?”
“You and Patrick, who else?”
Cyd was busy enjoying the beef brisket in her noodles but stopped for a while and pondered the question. Then she shook her head and looked at her friend.
“Nothing. We’re just friends.”
“Pfft. Just friends. He spends more time with you than me, and even the office cleaner knows him when he comes to pick you up, and you call that just friends? Girl, get real!"
Cyd remained unperturbed at Caren’s prodding and continued to finish her lunch. Afterward, she turned to Caren.
“I know, Girl. Patrick is the sweetest guy on the planet, but so is Carl. So, we go out, but it's like going out with Carl too. I know it's a bit weird, but I don't feel the romantic connection between us."