>>5412373Letting the fantasy play out in your head for a bit, you’re jolted out of your whimsy when a thought comes to mind–has she talked to the <span class="mu-b">FILM NERDS</span> at all?
“Psh… if you call answering random questions TALKING!” Groans Stan with a disdainful eyeroll! “Eddie’s always calling me with shit like ‘<span class="mu-i">how did THIS feel?’, ‘how did THAT happen?’, ‘the movie won’t be made for a few YEARS, Stan, stop asking!’ ‘yea you’ll get tickets!’</span>”
Same, you groan with equal annoyance! None of those pricks tell you <span class="mu-i">anything</span>, and when they do it’s just videos of them pitching shit on talk shows! If it makes her feel better, though, you kick Eddie’s ass all the time when he comes over to game!
“I wanna kick his ass MYSELF!” She snarls as she flicks a potato off the table and over the edge of the pier! “Dude keeps saying he’s gonna invite all of us to his uncle’s dumb <span class="mu-g">FISHING CABIN</span> too…”
Buncha busy <span class="mu-i">assholes</span>, you grunt with disdain! Feels like the only person you <span class="mu-i">DO</span> hear from is that <span class="mu-r">NERD…</span>
“Hm? Denise?” Asks Stan with a hint of wariness in her tone as she chomps on some more bacon, “... checkin’ on your <span class="mu-g">GOODBOYNIUM,</span> right? I’ve got a checkup with her this week…”
Yea, you groan, not to mention how she’s always suggesting dinner and stuff afterwards!
“D-dinner?” Stammers your date with a predatory glint in her eye! “Huh?”
You haven’t taken her up on it, you reply as you dig into one of the burgers! It’s nice of her an’ all, but she asks every time you come in! If you didn’t know any better you’d think she was trying to, y’know, suggest something!
“L-like what?” Asks Stan with renewed interest!
Like you can’t cook for yourself, you growl! You’ve been taking care of you and your mom for years now–you know your way around food!
“I see…” muses Stan in a quiet voice, “Good to know…”
I mean, you say with a sigh, you don’t wanna <span class="mu-i">kill</span> her anymore, but she <span class="mu-i">did</span> almost permanently turn you into a hulking <span class="mu-r">KILL-SKELETON</span>! That really peeved you off!
“Yea, that was a dick move!” Stanley spits! “Can… can you imagine if I didn’t use that <span class="mu-b">PEARL?</span> H-heheh…”
Yea, you reply with forced laughter, at least I’d still be able to wear that bitchin’ trench coat!
It haunts you every waking moment, you think to yourself, but she doesn’t need to know that… no one does!
>CONTD.