Bea didn’t mind it that much, the rabbit trails about cop things. The way she figured, it had been a huge fucking part of Brandon’s life so it made sense that he’d talk about it. “Don’t worry about it. It’s probably a comfort thing or some shit,” she replied. “Not a shrink, but that’s my guess.” Whatshisface, Toby, could probably give a professional opinion, but she didn’t think it mattered. “I only ever saw Shepherds, for the record,” she added with a goodnatured smirk.
She should have figured Brandon would be the type to offer. “Thanks, but no. If I give her something now she’ll think we’re done running and I’ll be dragging her puppy ass along with me,” she said, smiling at his laugh despite herself. “My dog is fucking lazy sometimes. Or reward oriented, I can’t fucking tell.” First time dog owner, and all that. It was weird to even be having this conversation; it wasn’t on their usual list of conversation topics.
“You said Vi was in there,” she countered. “One more person would probably pack the fucking house.” She wasn’t trying to be weird, but she didn’t want to walk in and not be welcome, and it was all stupid and idiotic that she was even questioning the damn thing and not just saying something to Leah about it, but she didn’t want to stress the woman out, or fuck up their friendship if there really wasn’t anything wrong with it. “I mean, we are close, or we were,” she tried to cover. “I guess I don’t know where we stand right now. I’m shit with friends, and she hasn’t really said fucking boo to me in awhile.” It was played off like it wasn’t a big deal, because whatever was going on between her and Leah wasn’t something that Brandon should have to worry about, even if she wondered if it had something to do with her and Brandon. Vienna might have said something to Leah about it, since she hadn’t really said anything since the last gift that was left.
“We are friends,” she reiterated. “To be honest, I got no fucking clue what’s going on, so it’s just easier to give her space or whatever.” So much for not involving Brandon. “Like I said, not great with friendships.” Ty was the oldest friend she could claim, and even that wasn’t that long.
Shit. She was an idiot, a big fucking idiot. “Because she thinks there’s some serious thing going on with you that I’m not telling her about,” Bea replied and kept her gaze on anything but Brandon. “Stupid baby sister shit, really.” At least she could tell Vi she actually said something to Brandon? Even if she didn’t think she should consider that as a positive.