Growing up, letting down her walls and trying to be more open, more honest with Travis had obviously bled through to other aspects of her life. Or maybe it was as much the realization that Kendall, the first woman she'd ever made friends with, was someone she really didn't know anything about.
How could you be best friends with someone and not know anything about them?
"Which is everything." Now she sounded annoyed. Mostly at Kendall, partly because she had had this conversation before - except then she had been in Kendall's shoes and not the other way around.
"You don't even get it, do you? It's not this one thing, Kendall! It's not like you just decided to keep one secret - you're nothing but secrets!" Maybe she wasn't always an open book, but her entire past wasn't shrouded in mystery either, not from her friends anyway. "I'm not even sure we're really friends sometimes." She didn't have many to compare to, but wasn't the point to have someone you trusted with your dirt?
"You know what, forget it Zelenko." This wasn't how this was suppose to have gone, but then what ever went right with them. No, this was pretty on par anymore. Again she was reminded of their last real fight.
And this was exactly what she was talking about. Even now the blonde wasn't actually telling her anything. Deb shook her head. "You're living together, but all you did was hook up? You're ridiculous." She held her hands up. "I'm going back to my RV, enjoy the rest of your walk."