How would you like it if I said to you, 'It kills me to say this, but you're actually a tiny bit beautiful?" he had asked, pissed off. <br /><br />She hadn't said anything then, which was rare for her. <br /><br />"Would you have been lying?" She said after a long silence. <br /><br />"Lying about what?" <br /><br />More quiet. <br /><br />"About me being a tiny bit beautiful."<br /><br />"Shit, yeah."<br /><br />-<br /><br />But later that night, he had sent her a message on MSN. <br /><br />Of course I was lying. The "tiny" bit part, anyway.