"It's not bad," Stephie looked down at her, offended. She tried to think of all the things she'd thought of in the past to defend it but none were coming to her now, the only thing that was in her head at this moment was how fucking offensive, how patronising, how controlling everyone in her life was trying to be right now, Jude and Josie and now Astrid?
No, no they couldn't tell her what to do. Stephie knew her own self, so she didn't even need to defend her choices. She shouldn't have to defend her choices, not to the people who called themselves her friends. "Fuck you, Astrid."