Page 302 of Playing Dirty
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“I’m applying.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
I sighed. “Yes. If I get it.”
Mia smiled. “You will.”
“That’s still your thing?”
“What thing?”
“The blind confidence.”
“It’s not blind. It’s informed.”
“Based on what?”
“You’re annoying enough to succeed.”
I laughed despite myself.
Then my phone buzzed again.
Mason.
Mason:
You ever think about what happens after all this?
I slowed slightly.
“What all this” was doing a lot of work in that sentence.
Rowan:
You mean life?
Mason:
Yeah.
That was… unusually not him.
I stopped walking.
Rowan:
No.
Mason:
That’s depressing.
Rowan:
It’s practical.
Three dots.
