Wordle by Wordle: Day 76
Saturday, March 16, 2024
Wordle #1001 - TOXIN
Austin leads me to a corner of the yoga studio dotted with floor cushions and motions for me to take a seat.
“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back,” he says and moseys away.
I wouldn’t call the contortions I have to bend my knees into “comfortable,” but I do manage to position myself on a mandala-patterned cushion by the time Austin returns. He has a paper cup in each hand and holds one out to me.
“Lemon water,” he explains. “For flushing out toxins.”
I accept the drink, if not the pseudoscience, and take a sip. I needed it—my mouth had gone dry with nervousness.
Austin gulps down his own drink and folds his long legs in front of him like it’s nothing. Show-off.
“Is it alright if I record our conversation? So that I can accurately quote you.”
Or so that I can get your confession of an affair with Bree on tape.
Pretending to be a journalist also has the bonus of giving me a good excuse to ask for someone’s permission to record them—a necessity in California, a “two-party consent” state. If they don’t agree, it’ll be my ass in legal trouble for recording a private conversation.
“No problem. I’m used to it,” Austin says, flashing his toothpaste-commercial smile. “I have a podcast, you know.”
Of course he does.
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