That sounds like the worst thing ever.
[You laugh a bit yourself.]
Rose, I hope you know it was the other girl I was talking about to begin with. How weird would it be if I were hoping for you to be a lesbian.
But yeah, I’m hoping for ya.

Yeah, that’s probably the worst idea possible. I may just get one or two for the sake of the experience, and decide whether I like them.
You shrug and make a noncommittal noise.
Well, you never know, Strider. You know how some male-identified people have a peculiar partiality for women of a less-than-heterosexual persuasion for the reason that it is found —quote unquote—"hot". It’s quite possible that you could be one of the fold.
You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...