little talks

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maybe i'm the stupid one.

him: open up, princess!

me: go away!

him: what was that? 'open the door and come into my room'? okay!

me: what the hell are you doing here? it's saturday and i'm trying to sleep!

him: this is a sign.

me: a what? you're insane. go away.

him: a sign that you're not smart.

me: what?

him: smart people are early birds.

me: cooper, you're not smart.

him: oh really?

me: yeah. now go away.

him: have you checked gradewise for the grade on the math midterm yet then?

me: no, i haven't. i like to get it from the teacher instead of that horrid website.

him: then check. i got a ninety-eight.

me: i don't have a computer.

him: here!

me: ow! why did you throw your phone at my head?

him: i didn't throw it, i lightly tossed it. now go on safari and check.

me: stupid idiot...

him: i heard that!

me: you were supposed to.

him: so what'd you get?

me: it's loading. how'd you get in my house? did you break in or something?

him: i came in an hour ago and your mom let me in before she went to work.

me: she let you in, just like that?

him: yeah, said something about 'the first time nina's had a boy asking for her" - so it's true, i am your only friend.

me: no, my only boy friend.

him: boyfriend? i knew you had a thing for me. and don't lie, you know i'm your only friend.

me: you know what i mean.

him: should i start telling people that we're an item?

me: shut up.

him: that's a yes, i'll start right away!

me: shut up.

him: man, you're a broken record today.

me: ....

him: what?

me: ....

him: nina? what is it?

me: get out of my house.

him: why?

me: just get out cooper, go home.

[ i led him out of the house and slammed the door in his face. ]

me: an eighty. a mother-fucking eighty.

written and torn to shreds on an old piece of monopoly money