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WHIPLASH ──────
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
Ruby stops short when she walks through the kitchen, dropping her heels from where she'd had her fingers hooked into them. She raises a brow at the sight of Stewy, sitting at the breakfast bar, drinking a coffee that's probably sweet enough to kill a small horse.
"What does it matter?"
Stewy scoffs, steadily inconvenienced by the existence of people's free will, and their habit to not give him everything he wants all the time. "You completely ditched me at RECNY last night, I came home without you, and you're walking back in the door at 6 a.m. like we're in high school again. Who were you with?"
"Just because it's like we're in school again doesn't mean you can interrogate me like my parents did,"
"I'm not interrogating you, Ruby, I'm asking you a fucking question," Stewy says, voice tense but even as ever in the presence of anger.
She clenches her jaw, shifting her weight from foot to foot. It's a clear sign of something, nerves, or perhaps just the budding of whatever lie she's thinking of telling. They'd both know it was a lie, but there was always an understanding that sometimes their lies were necessary for their own sanity.
"I was with Kendall."
Stewy seems to process this with no misunderstandings. He silently sets his cup of coffee down on the kitchen counter and fully turns his head away from her to glare at the steaming liquid.
"Is that all, your Honor? Can I be released from the chamber to go shower?"
He huffs, not a laugh but not just a breath, and waves her off, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Actually," He stops her, turning on the bar seat to look at her. "Yeah– I have a few questions. For one, what the fuck? You fucked Kendall?"
Ruby stops, back to him, throwing her head back with a groan. "Yes, Stewy, I fucked Kendall. Is it truly surprising?"
And, no, it's really not. He knows lines have always blurred between the three of them, especially when they were younger. But he thought that maybe– maybe now, that they're older, that Kendall's been married before, that he was still defensive over Rava seeing someone else, he thought that any chance of those things happening were left in the past. He had obviously thought wrong.
"Jesus, he's fucking– you're–" Stewy stops, letting out a harsh, cold laugh. "My best friend fucked my wife."
Ruby turns to look at him, eyes narrowing at his rigid tone. "You're going to get over it. It's Ken. You love Kendall."
