Parallel Lines

“You overestimate my intelligence.”“I do not i.e. I know on odd days you can walk and chew gum at the same time”, she mocked playfully. “So that’s the bar you have set for men? No wonder you’re single.” “I’m single because I am sick of people telling me I need a man.” Camille countered while taking a sip of beer. And lo and behold, beer still tasted like piss water. She was glad to see some things never change. “You don’t need a man Camille.” Chris took the beer out of her hand and winked leeringly. “You need a champion.” ---Camille and Chris decided to be friends but they aren't that good at personal space. Chris wants everything but Camille has to say goodbye to someone first.