aYou’re an immense asshole.
bI’ve missed you too.
aHave you?
bNo. Never did.
aDidn’t you?
bNo.
aSo, what changed?
bYou , apparently.
aHow so?
bYou talk now.
aI’ve been talking since I was three.
bExcuse me?
aLong story, no time, let’s just get this over with.
bWhat?
aUs.
bThere is no us.
aBut there was.
bWas there?
aNo.
bSo why even say it?
aBecause you’re boring.
bWhat does that have to do with…?
aBoring.
bNot as boring as yourself.
aYou’d be surprised.
bSurprise me, then.
aI would, but I don’t want you climbing up on me again.
bClimbing?
aOr whatever it is you did.
bThere was no climbing. There were no mountains to climb.
aAgain with the small boobs thing?
bEr
aYou really haven’t changed.
bYes, I have. I like small boobs now. Not in you, of course.
Do any of your friends have small boobs?
aNot one of them.
bSo, you’re the runt of the group? How predictable.
aHow predictable that you’d say that.
bO sa ajungem undeva cu discutia asta?
aNu.
bAtunci ce cauti aici?
aNever mind, I found it.
bTi-ai uitat ceva haine pe la mine?
aN-am fost niciodata la tine in casa, dumbass.
bRight, the other now-blonde with the small boobs.
aSo you do have a type, ha?
bDa, the fute-le-si-fugi one. Quite the bitches.
aSo I’ve heard. Nasol.
bCe vrei, deci?
aJust say it.
bWhat?
aDe ce m-ai chemat aici?
bTo bang you.
aEven you wouldn’t do that.
bI’ve changed.
aNo, you haven’t.
bBa da. In your stupid little head.
aPoate, dar ma gandesc la asta doar cand dorm.
bThat’s so sweet.
aYou’re quite the nightmare.
bPredictablee!
aCome on, say it.
bWhat is it that you want me to say?
aO, haide, de cand astepti sa-mi arunci asta in fata.
bAsta ce? Jesus, you’re a crazy one, fucking Christ, kid,
get over yourself. Or myself, or whatever it is you need to get over.
aEasier said than done, ‘cause I’d really want to punch you
in the face right now, but I’m too short.
bWant me to bend over? Or you could…
aJesus
bI’m just saying. OK, I’ll bend. I guess I deserve it, for
some reason.
aAnd you finally said it.
bI didn’t mean that, you know.
aOf course you won’t let me punch you.
bNieu, the banging stuff. Jesus, I’m not nineteen anymore,
sweetie.
aWell, it certainly has been a while since…
bWait, but you are!
aWhat the
bYou’re nineteen. I told you you’d look good at nineteen. I
wasn’t all that wrong, it seems.
aIh
bHai, hai, asteptai sa zic asta. That doesn’t mean I’m
coming back.
aI know, but I’m here, aren’t I?
bYou shouldn’t be. Maybe someday, kid. While you’re still
nineteen.
aThere’s not enough money in the world.
bBut I know where you live.
aYou knew. Things’ve changed.
bYou haven’t.
aYou haven’t.
bBack to square one?
aYeah.
bSo, walk you home? My name’s by the way.
aSorry, I don’t know you. I’ll walk myself home.
*we all know how this ended
