prompt #236: win (from the slashthedrabble community on LiveJournal)
"I never can win with you, can I?" Mary snapped irritably.
Angela closed her mouth and pressed her lips together tightly, eyes narrowing. There was something in that she couldn't argue with. Even as it formed she scratched out the word 'truth'.
Nose in the air, she glared icily and rolled over, pulling the covers up sharply.
"Ange." Mary sighed.
"I'm sorry, Ange."
Angela said nothing.
Mary gave up and turned out the light.
It was quiet.
Angela lay in the quiet dark and wondered why the truth hurt so much even when it wasn't true.