Chloe: So, my house?

Beca: Are we really skipping dinner? Because I'm gonna be starving.

Chloe: I can cook, or we can order in.

Aubrey: Sorry, I have plans tonight. Can't make it.

Beca: I thought we all agreed on this plan last weekend?

Aubrey: Is that what you call that exchange we had?

Chloe: It sounded good to me… whats up?

Beca: Wasn't this your suggestion Bree?

Aubrey: NO. Neither of you listen to anything I say. I will be staying HOME as long as you guys are avoiding the conversation.

Beca: I thought you said you had plans.

Aubrey: You get the point.

Aubrey's phone rings a second later. She's sitting in her office at the lodge doing paperwork, so now one else is around. Although she almost wishes she was busy at bootcamp so she couldn't answer the phone. Currently, her screen is lit up with Chloe's name, and Aubrey knows she's not going to like what she has to say.

Aubrey sighs and answers anyway. "Aubrey Posen."

"Why do you still answer the phone like that? I know who you are, I called you on the same phone number you've had since college. A 'hello my beautiful best friend' is preferred, for future reference." Chloe chimes into the phone. Aubrey rolls her eyes.

"Best friends don't have three ways every weekend." Aubrey says dryly.

"Don't they though?" Chloe says innocently.

Aubrey tightens her jaw. "If you're calling to convince me to come over tonight Chloe then you can just forget it because-"

"Aubrey," Chloe says, gently. Her voice is soft and it doesn't sound like she's messing around anymore like it did a second ago.

"What?" Aubrey is less gentle with her words.

"Aubrey, you said it yourself. 'Why bother?' Remember? Why are we pretending like you're not eventually going to cave. If not tonight than tomorrow and if not tomorrow than next weekend and if not then then the next weekend. You like whatever it is we've all been doing, so why are we pretending like we don't want this?"

"First of all, all we've been doing, is eating dinner, and having sex. Nothing more nothing less. It's extremely friend with benefits-y and that is confusing all in itself."

"But-"

"Second of all," Aubrey says louder, interrupting whatever response Chloe was about to give. "I never said I didn't want to do whatever it is thats been going on between us. I said I wanted clarity. And as much as I can try to make sense of it all in my head and try come to conclusions to things such as this just being a friends with benefits situation, it is always left open ended because I don't have yours and Beca's input. Input, which you are both avoiding for some reason which I am sure of. Like I said to Beca, we will have to talk about this all eventually. We cannot go on forever like this."

Chloe is quiet on the other end. Aubrey thinks maybe she should just hang up. She said she wasn't coming over and so it doesn't matter what Chloe says now, because she has to stick to her guns. She is not letting Chloe convince her, no sir. She is staying at own cabin tonight, by herself, all night, all weekend, and next weekend and-

"We'll talk. Just come over, we can make dinner. We can talk and I promise I won't let anything physical happen until we finish that conversation."

Aubrey's eyes are shut tight because of aca-course Chloe can get her to do anything she damn well wants. Aubrey sighs heavily, but doesn't respond just yet.

Chloe talks again. "I miss you, I want to see you." She says it in a whisper. "Don't you want to see me too? Or Beca? She told me she got a new tattoo on Wednesday. A humming bird I think. I know how much you love her tattoos, even if you can never admit it. I've seen you tracing them all with your finger on her when you both think I've fallen asleep. I think maybe thats why she got another one. Don't you want to see it? I think its on her hip bone." Aubrey stays quiet. "Aubrey?" Chloe wonders if she's still there.

"You promise we'll talk?"

"Yes, absolutely." Chloe rushes.

"What if Beca doesn't agree."

Chloe half laughs. "She'll agree. I'm pretty good at convincing people." Aubrey rolls her eyes again. No argument there.