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Liz: How much did you have to drink?

Roxie: Not much

This is just me

You’re witnessing my core dump

It’s not pretty

Liz: What’s a core dump?

Never mind, I’m googling

“any output of a large amount of raw data for further examination or other purposes”

Okay I get it

Roxie:

So you like him?

Liz: Joe? I don’t know

Roxie: Is he good in bed?

Liz: Uhm...

Roxie: Just say it. It’s not a big deal

Liz: Yes. He’s amazing. It’s been by far the best sex I’ve had

Not that I’ve been with many guys

But he just hits everything he needs to hit, you know

Roxie: Hell yeah, Joe Larson, Esquire can bring it!

Good for you, girl

And if it’s great, it’s great

You don’t need a lot of reference to recognize when something is great

Liz: It doesn’t matter now

He broke it off

Roxie: Why?

Liz: Cause I push him away

Roxie: Why do you?

Liz: Can we not, please? I had a heart-to-heart with my brother earlier this evening, and I don’t have it in me to do it again

Which ironically is what Joe said, that he didn’t have it in him to wait for me to stop pushing him away while I work through my shit

So now no more Joe’s dick