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For my novel Get Out Of The Way |
I was watching Die Hard, again, when my cell phone rang. I considered not answering, because people were not as important as Bruce Willis goddamn it, but when I checked the caller I.D., I immediately hit pause and answered the phone "Hey Megan." "Lissa. What are you doing?" The soft voice on the other end answered "Watching Die Hard." "I see." she said, and I swear to god I could hear her grin "Well, are you willing to drag yourself away for a while to come hang out?" "Could you come here and watch Die Hard with me?" "No." I sighed "Where do you want to go?" "Maybe the cafe?" "Ugh. Nutmeg, there are always so many fucking people there." "I know, but I don't want to stay in. Can we please go to the cafe?" I thought about it for a second "Hey, I got an idea. Let's visit Stevie." "She lives in Dredgemark. Three hours car ride from here. Neither of us can drive. And I hate her." "Aw come on, you can't hate Stevie. She's a glam rock vampire! That's totally badass." "I feel like you're ignoring the meat of my argument, sweetheart." I flopped backwards onto my bed "Megan. I don't want to hang out near people. You refuse to compromise. I think you know what this means." "Divorce?" I burst out laughing "Well I was thinking we could grab some coffee and chill out in the park." "I thought I refused to compromise." "I don't fucking know, I'll see you in ten minutes." "See you then." |