‘why do you you always get angry when you don’t have your way?’ she rereads his text, and blocks his number. she immediately thinks of unblocking his number. “nah, let the idiot sweat.” three weeks later she unblocks his number. his profile picture is a pretty lady in turquoise. “her. why. her.” their paths have crossed lately. trouble. is she … knows he knows she … is. trouble. she hits his status – ‘pyrrhic victory’.