Surfaces

by ALC Punk!

"You what?"

"I--I. Never mind, just go away."

"Look, Lucy, you need to talk."

"Talk? No, no I don't! What do you know about me that makes you think that--"

"Oh, shut up. Lucy you're being more than immature."

"Fine. Deal with it, or leave."

"I'm doing just that."

"You kicked her out?"

"Yeah."

"Lucy, are you stupid or something?"

"No. You are, though."

"Look, how do you expect to--what ARE you doing?"

"What's it look like?"

"Jesus fricking christ. Stupid bitch, you'd think you'd be paying more attention to other things."

"So? I can do exactly as I please, so fuck off."

"I fucked off for her. I always do."

"Man, you are a sad, sad wanker, you know that?"

"I am, aren't I?"

"Yeah, here have another beer, man."

"Beer. Lucy hates beer, you know?"

"Silly cow."

"Yeah. Silly. I..."

"Oh don't start breaking down on me, man! Have some faith! The little bitch will come back to you."

"She'll go back to him, you know."

"Will she? Are you sure?"

"Positive. The bastard has her wired just right."

"Wired. Hey, you wanna go get some good stuff?"

"No."

"Party pooper."

"Crackhead."

"Lucy, I got this great stuff you want some?"

"Fuck off."

"Oh, all right. Suit yourself. But it's good stuff."

"Do the words 'fuck' and 'off' tell you anything?"

"Yeah. That you're in a very bad mood. He hit you again?"

"No. I hit him again."

End.