The trouble with friends that know you is that: they know you.

"Not everyone wants you to save them," she said.

I laughed. I had started to play it cool but she knew I was playing it cool and if she knew that then she knew my first reaction was going to be denial. She had effectively won that argument.

I look out for others mostly so I don't have to look out for myself.

"Sometimes, people just want a trusted pair of ears," she continued.

I just sipped my beer; now she was just being a nag. I calculated that the nearest fresh rose was just a block away.