"This is nice, Abbi, isn't it?" Abbi's mother held an abstract garment out to the side of a clothing rack in a tiny independent shop.

Abbi took one glance at it and replied, "It would look great on you."

Her mother stared at it for a few more seconds, before saying, "What is it?"

-jump cut-

They walked out back outside and continued down the street and headed into a coffee shop. "Abbi, I'm worried about you."

"Oh?" Abbi wasn't really interested in hearing.

"Is there anyone… in your life?"

"What?"

"You know, a boyfriend?"

"Oh, no. Not currently."

"You don't seem to do too well with the men, do you?"

"Thanks for that."

"Sweetie, you can tell me."

"Okay, well there is this guy in my building, and y'know, I think we really have something, and I think we both know it, but we've just never been in the same place in our lives, and-"

"I meant you can tell me if you're a lesbian."

"…What?"

"What about Ilana? You two seem very close."

"Mom, I'm not gay!"

"Right, whatever you call it, bisexual."

"Mom, I'm not-!"

"You don't have to tell me right now. But you don't have to hide it either. I support you."

Abbi rolled her eyes.

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