“I can’t begin to tell you how you hurt my feelings when you did what you did,” Stephanie said. “You literally cut me to the core.”
“No, Stephanie. I didn’t ‘literally’ cut you to the core,” Alex said. “You’re not using that word correctly. What you mean is that I figuratively cut you to the core. If I had literally cut you to the core, you’d be dead.”
“Oh shut up, Alex,” Stephanie said. “After what you did to me, I could care less what you think.”
“Actually, Stephanie, you couldn’t care less. If you could care less,” Alex explained, “it means that you actually have a bit of caring left.”
“For crissake, Alex, stop it.” Stephanie looked around the coffee shop and saw that a few people were staring at them. “Can we go someplace where there are less people?” she asked.
“No,” Alex answered. “But we can go someplace where there are fewer people.”
Stephanie stood up, looked down at Alex, and said, “Did you ever wonder why so many people think you’re an asshole, Alex? And I mean that literally.”
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “core.”