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 Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 9:47 pm
Iggy stared at her with wide golden eyes. His mouth fell open comically as he struggled with the concept she presented. "But... But that's not what I mean at all! Oh. Oh, s**t." What followed next was a muttered litany of Spanish curses as he once more buried his head in his hands. "Why would she think that when I told her the truth? I mean, are all girls like that?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 10:17 pm
"Yes," said Jace, with supreme confidence in this -- it was gospel coming from her mouth. "Every single one." Then, admiringly: "Wow, you have a dirty, dirty mouth, Nacho."
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 6:25 pm
"I'm an idiot" was the eloquent response and Iggy sighed heavily, looking utterly miserable. Not even a sundae would solve this one.
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 8:07 pm
"Hey, hey, come on, don't be like that," his friend tried to awkwardly soothe. "It's just Wisp, she'll get over it. Seriously. Eventually."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:23 pm
"But I hurt her, Jace. Like, I really screwed up. I didn't know." He looked up and his mouth was twisted in a scowl. "What can I do to make it up with her?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 10:04 pm
"It's Wisp," said Jace, perplexed, "not the Pope. Come on, man. Just let her get over it, pass it off as a hilarious teen mistake. If you go there just explaining you didn't mean what you said it'll get her retarded little hopes up, and the entire thing will crash again. It'll be s**t. It'll be s**t on a shingle. Besides, you don't even know what the hell is going on with your retarded sex life, man."
Comfortably, she stole his napkin.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 10:37 pm
"I don't have a sex life," he protested. "I'm startin' to think that's the problem. Maybe I should get one... Or become a nun or somethin'. Anything's gotta be better than this. I mean, I should figure it out. So I don't hurt someone again." He looked at Jace and his golden eyes were growing steadily determined. "I don't wanna hurt Wispy again."
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 9:15 pm
"Oh my god, Wisp gets hurt by reality TV," said his friend, "she can't watch Dog Hospital without sobbing into a cushion. I'm like, she goes out into the ghetto until 3 AM but she can't watch Dog Hospital without having hysterics, what the ********? You can't just get a sex life either, you have to want one. It's not like collecting Pogs, man," Jace added, with the world-weary look of somebody who had obviously gotten to at least fourth base and therefore experienced everything there ever was to see.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 9:38 pm
"Maybe not but... Hey." Iggy squinted at his friend, leaning in a bit and dropping his voice. Iggy stage-whispering was a fascinating thing; it sounded only slightly more secretive than a foghorn but he was really trying this time and his voice came out low and hoarse. "What about you? D'you have a sex life?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 9:48 pm
"Well, now," said Jace, flopping back in the booth and flipping away her ketchup-coloured bangs -- she looked completely comfortable with the fact that Iggy's sotto voce was as loud as most people's normal voices. "Hey, that's a state secret, Nacho, what if I told you and you pretty much died right here because of your sweet, sweet innocence." (Really, it was suddenly uncomfortable looking into his big golden eyes and talking sex.) "What if you fell into a coma."
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 7:31 pm
He stared, unblinking, but there was a strange look to him and, if Jace didn't know better, she would have thought he was annoyed. "I know what sex is, Jace," he huffed. "Just 'cause I don't think about it doesn't mean Dad didn't sit me down an' give me the no grandkids talk for nothin'."
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 9:29 pm
Jace threw back her head and laughed. "Did your dad really, holy s**t," she said. "You retard. God, I can imagine your dad going 'uh, um, yeah,' all the way through that, man. All awkwardly pointing out where he keeps the rubbers. s**t, that's funny."
She spread her hands wide. For a moment she thought she was going to brag, but then surprised even herself -- orange eyes a little god, why me -- when she said, "I kind of have a sex life. It's complicated, dude."
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 8:47 pm
Iggy tilted his head to one side and frowned. "How can it be complicated?" he asked. "It doesn't sound like a complicated thing. Unless the other person's, I dunno, married or somethin'." He narrowed his eyes. "Your sex friend isn't married, right, Jace?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:01 pm
"What? Jesus," Jace said, colouring. "Gross. What the hell. You robotard -- no, my sex friend isn't married, what kind of term is -- 'sex friend', that sounds like -- I don't even want to know what goes on in your overheated little brain, Nacho, I'm kind of beginning to doubt that you're a cheerful chunk free of perv. No, it's just complicated, okay, it's -- it's a long story, I don't want to go all tampons and confession on you."
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 10:33 pm
There was a long pause at that and Iggy sat back in his chair. He nodded slowly, eyes never leaving her face. "Okay," he answered carefully. "But, um, you know you can if you need to, right? We're friends." He looked down at the top of the table, mouth twisting in a grimace to show his awkwardness. "Anythin'," he repeated. "Ask me and I'll do it. Swear."
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