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"Aye. It was easier to make friends and s**t before the island because then I was always mister friendly drunk. Well. Most of the time anyway. Still don't do stupid stuff very much when I'm smashed. "
Other maybe than being a little too friendly. And capricious.

Jerry got another measured look. "So does this revelation of yours mean you are finally over crazy b***h?"

"Not sure I'd call women a vice, unless you're indulging recklessly," Jordan said thoughtfully. "You've had some pretty crap luck in that arena, though." Candace, who had seemed to adore Jerry, and had been cheating on him for who knew how long, and Sasha, who had changed so drastically as to become nearly another person. Jordan could see how that might put a guy off.

Jerry stopped his playing, staring softly into the surf. The merriment was gone from his face, but at least he didn't look depressed. He looked thoughtful, if anything. "Relationships are just.... trouble. I need to just be in my Jerry place." He murmured. "And I don't think they can help me like I had hoped."

"Well aye, that's a good way to look at it. Make your ******** mind up before falling for the first thing in a skirt. A guy doesn't need a ******** woman to exist you know."

Yet another conversational pathway he really didn't want to deal with. "Asexual? I've heard of that," Jordan said, hoping to push the emphasis back onto the first part of the statement. "I guess if you're not really interested in either, that's a possibility."

At the comment on his shirt, Jerry laughed gleefully, wobbling upright again. The back of his cut-offs were soaking wet and riddled with sand and he wobbled to a safer place to set his guitar down where it was dry. "Well- you know..." He glanced to Jordan a moment, face flushing before looking away with a shrug, "I tried to kiss a boy. It didn't work out though, there wasn't that ZING y'know? I mean... I mean, I like kissing girls. I like.... I like being with girls. But... I've just been thinking, y'know? Maybe it's just not for me. In general. Like booze. Just... things I should avoid because they make life miserable." He nodded sagely at his own wisdom.

Rep was always wired very tightly to the way other people behaved, their gestures and actions. He followed the look to Jordan himself sharply, but said nothing. It could just be that Jerry had already confided this to the other man, after all Jordan was surprisingly easy to confide in. He lingered for just a few moments, clearly thinking before seeming to subtly frown and turn his attention back to Jerry.

He tried to push past the doubts - he'd dealt with enough hassle for his instincts lately.

At the very least he knew what Jerry meant by the zing, acutely - it had been the kick of surprise that had started the upheaval he'd somehow drudged through. "You can't avoid s**t just because it makes you miserable." he said wrly. "That's the cowards ******** way out. You just deal with it. I mean you are dealing right now - drugged up crazy or not."



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