Okay, don’t take this the wrong way, but.. You sound as if you come straight out of one of MTV’s reality shows. How can you be twenty years old and already have dealt with so much? But ew, please, let’s not imagine me having.. children running around.
Then I guess I should be happy with being the happy flirting drunk. That story was wild from start to finish. But I suppose, if you’re happy right now, it doesn’t really matter? Oh it’s rejection. That goes straight to the heart.
That’s just the tip of the iceberg. I have a knack for finding trouble, I guess. Awe, come on. I’m sure they would be adorable. A buncha mini…I have no idea what your name is.
Happy flirty drunks are always nice. As long as people don’t take advantage of it. You have no idea. Some parts are better left unsaid. I am. Very much so. I have everything I could ever want. I’m sure you’ll be just fine, love. Rejection isn’t fatal.
So that’s why you let me win races. I knew something was up, completely knew it. [Her smile brightens, turning playful] Perhaps… Maybe. Just a little. Okay, a lot. You can’t blame me, though, I can’t help myself around you. [Bites her lip to keep any sudden sounds in as her playful smile returns] Are you trying to start something, Mr. Greene? [Gently cups his cheek to lead his lips back to her own, letting them linger to memorize the sweetness of his lips before she gives them a gentle tug; She begins to pull him down onto the bed and lay on top of him] That’s it. I’m keeping you right here in bed, stuck with me for eternity.
Or mine since I need soil. I’ve scheduled some flowers to come in before the stuffed animals do so I can pre-make some of the gift sets. Did you know I could affiliate with bridal shops to provide flower bundles for weddings and other celebrations? Could you imagine my flowers being center of attentions, they would be lovely. But they have to agree to my terms and get full plants, no cutting. [Smiles] He was saying it a lot today, he missed you. I took a video of it. When he makes friends, I’m showing them all those videos, All of them, I say. [Smiles brightly, moving to get her sketch book from the night stand] I can’t tell you but I want this. I was thinking on my ribs, it’s Elvish.
Noooo. It’s just a nice consolation prize . I lose, but I get to watch you run off. In a way it’s a win, win. I can say the same. -smiling against her neck, he nods- Maybe…A little..You can’t blame me. I can’t help myself around you. -Finally returning his lips to hers, he returns the kiss, a small shiver running up the lenth of his spine as she tugs on his lip. Moving with her, he gives her a smile- Perfect. Wouldn’t have it any other way.
-sighs- I’ll get you the soil. I’ll make some calls later or tomorrow since it’s getting late. -smiles- I’m sure they would be beautiful and who knows… Maybe uncut roses will be a new wedding trend. Really? I wanna see. Don’t embarass the kid though… Wait until he brings home a girl. I’m sure she would love to watch ‘em. -Though reluctant to let her go, he props himself up on his elbows to watch her before looking at the sketchbook- Elvish? I can do it for you if you like. I was actually thinking of getting one done. I think it’s a bit weird I tattoo people but don’t have any of my own and there’s something I’ve been wanting to get for a while now.
No, not judging, just.. Perplexed. So you didn’t really marry out of love but more because.. you guys were close and if you hadn’t, some douche would’ve married her? Or..? I don’t really plan on ever having kids though, but yeah.. Who knows.
Oh you’re that kind of drunk. Still, the waking up in the garden with a missing shoe and someone’s bra on doesn’t sound too bad. But maybe your wife wouldn’t really agree with that. I guess it makes sense that you try not to drink too much if you always end up fighting. How can you not know you’re getting married until the morning after? It’s okay to ramble, I like hearing about people’s lives. Hm, I wouldn’t be too sure about that, I’d be devastated.
No. No, no. There was love. Definite love. I would not get my ass handed to me and risk getting killed to be someone if I didn’t love them. I guess Hayden was just the shove I needed.I mean, I loved her at the time. Just didn’t realize it yet. I couldn’t lose her… Especially not to him. Yeah, who knows? Maybe one day you’ll end up with a house, husband and pack of rug rats.
Yeah..that kind. Could be worse. I could be like my mother. All screaming and plate throwing when she’s wasted. Eh, it would probably be her bra. Not always, but it happens enough. I try not to drink though ‘cause my mom’s a drunk and I’d rather die than be like her. My kid deserves better than that. Well, she was suppose to marry someone else that morning and I hijacked the wedding. It wasn’t planned so until that morning, I thought I lost her. Her father looked like he was gonna pop a vein, he was so pissed. Fucker hates me and to be honest, the feeling is mutual. Ah, alright. Well, then it’s a good lesson in dealing with rejection. Though I wouldn’t go as far as to call this rejection.
"Hey now, I’m the one who asked. So technically you wouldn’t be too much of a walking cliche. Not to mention you’re just happy to have him, as I’m sure every parent is so it’s understandable. Well, he is a monkey. Kidding of course. How bad is he? That sounds like a memory already made, maybe not a good one during the time, but something you guys could laugh about one night."
"How did you and Jamie meet anyways? I’m curious."
"True. I don’t want to annoy anyone though. I have enough trouble trying to talk with people. I really am though. Never thought I could love someone this much. Well, someone who wasn’t Jamie, but it’s a different kind of love and I’m shit at explaining. Heh. He is definitely starting to live up to the nickname. He’s not a bad kid, but just really curious. Last week he got his hands on one of Jamie’s teacups and just smashed the thing. We still don’t know how he got it and he has this thing with the baby powder. Since he could crawl he’s been grabbing the bottle and just spraying it everywhere. He thinks it’s hilarious, but the mess is just horrible. Yeah, it’s definitely a good memory. One I hope never to forget."
"Oh. It’s pretty boring. Uh, we met in New Hampshire in this..uh..mental health place.. It was my first day there and she disagreed with my word choice. Said crazies wasn’t a word, which it is and not only ‘cause I used it in a sentence. We kinda just clicked in a way. We were friends for a long time before anything happened.”
"You’re probably biased, but right anyways. Aren’t all kids trouble though? Moving does that to you. Congrats on the move though, heard it was a long trip there to here."
"Probably. I would show you a pic of him so you could see for yourself, but really trying not to be a walking cliche. No one likes people who only talk about their kids and shows off pictures of them. They are, but this kid is something else. I should have seen it coming considering how Jamie and I are, but hoped he was somewhat tame. Thanks. It was. A week long journey with a cranky baby, animals and my wife’s need to constantly check on her roses. That and my complete lack of direction. It was a nightmare."
So your marriage came out of your ‘see where the wind takes you’ spirit? That’s a great foundation. I really just can’t imagine myself being a mom at my age. Or a wife, for that matter. I’m still in the ‘marriage and relationships are bullshit’ phase, and I don’t think I’ll grow out of it, but if you’re happy.. Hey, it’s your life.
What kind of drunk are you? I’m sure I won’t, the humiliation is just too big.
Not really. Hey, don’t judge. It’s complicated. She was my best friend and kinda engaged to some french bastard at the time. It was a whole thing and in the end I just didn’t want to lose her. As lame as it sounds, she’s my soulmate or as close as a person can get to something that cheesy and I’m more than glad that I get to call her my wife. You never know. You might grow outta it one day. I never saw myself as the diaper changing husband type, but it’s pretty great. I mean, I’m not one to shove that lifestyle down anyone’s throat, but having a kid is pretty awesome. It is and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
The will get into fights, fuck anything that moves, wake up in the garden with a missing shoe and someone’s bra on kind. At least I used to be. I try not to drink much now. Used to be a mess though. I think the last time I really drank I got into a fight with Jamie’s then fiance then found my way to her room only to wander off and get my ass handed to me by another guy. To be honest, I totally deserved both ass-kickings. The first was because I was banging Jamie while she was engaged to someone else and the second was payback for breaking a guys face, but he had that coming too ‘cause he knocked up my baby sister. I think that was the last time I drank. That or the time I got fucked up before my wedding, but I didn’t know I was getting married till the morning after? I don’t know. That time was a bit of a blur and I spent most of the night under a bed… Sorry. Tmi. I tend to ramble sometimes…. I’m definitely sure you’ll get over it though. You seem like the type of person that bounces back pretty fast.
You’re only twenty?! I’m twenty, I could never imagine myself with a little one running around. Or a ring around my finger. Do I hear bitterness?
No better way to get to know someone than when they’re drunk, though. But alright, it’s your choice. Just know I’m deeply hurt by your rejection.
I’ll be twenty-one in a few months, but yeah.. It wasn’t something really planned. More like a go with the flow and see where the wind takes you kinda deal. I’m talking about the marriage by the way though Monkey was a pleasant surprise. Bitterness? No. I love my family, I do. I just never really thought about it. Sometimes I forget that I’m just twenty. I love them though. They’re everything I have and without them..I would probably be dead or some shit. To be honest I always thought marriage and relationships were kind of bullshit. Just a way to get what you want and once you got it, you split. It’s not like that though. It’s great. Sometimes it’s a lot of work and yeah..but great.
Very true. Drunk people are honest. Messy as all hell, but honest. Doubt you would want to talk to drunk me though. -smiles- I’m sure you’ll get over it once you see all the other people and have a few shots.
Jesus Christ. How old are you? Oh, alright. I suppose that’s cool too. A wife and a son, wow.. That’s um.. Wow. You’re like the second young person I met with a kid, it’s weird.
That’s why you go to a housewarming party, to get to know someone. Just hire a babysitter, because you do sound old but you’re still young so we need to fix that.
…Twenty.. Yeah… That’s life though. Things happen. One day you’re drunk and getting your ass handed to you and the next…you’re moving like ten states away with your wife, kid and small pack of animals…It kinda sneaks up on you.
Could also just talk to the person.. We don’t know anyone here and I don’t want someone I don’t know watching my kid. There’s a lot of sick fucks out there.. It’s fine anyway. We do things. We just can’t put everything on hold for a party. Besides, loud places with a bunch of people packed into too small rooms.. Not really my thing anymore.
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