Rendevouz

I have no idea why I wrote this blog...and I certainly don't understand why i am even posting this but nevertheless here it goes...

There are just two people in this tale.
He.
and She.

He: "I hate parties. The loud music, the smoke. And most importantly, the hollering, because nobody can hear you through this LOUD music! Wow! I mean, it's really loud!"

She: "Are you saying all of this because you want to talk to me in private, somewhere far away, preferably under that lone tree? Maybe you'd like to say something romantic. And maybe I might make your dreams come true tonight..."

*SNORT*
"Hahaha. That was corny. Yeah, all that would be nice, but I just want to talk. It doesn't matter if we make any sense."
"Speak for yourself. I plan on making a lot of sense."
"I'll take you up on that when this Bourbon is over."

* tiny blades of grass scream softly as they get crushed *
* the leaves laugh - rustle *

She: "So I guess we're now going to talk about how screwed up our lives are."
He: "How about just staying silent for a while..."
"Until?"
"Until I say so!"

* the sunlight winks at the two, burning through stray leaves *
* the leaves scream as they burn *
* the other leaves laugh * the sun laughs * nobody cares *

He: "Who the heck has a party in the afternoon? I mean, that's just borderline crazy."
She: "You're here aren't you?"
He:"Yeah, I'm pretty borderline crazy myself."
She:"I know. That's why I'm sitting here, next to you, instead of in there, trying to grab some ass."
He:"That's a strange thing for a woman to say."
She:"I think you're mistaken . I'm not a woman, I'm a dude."
He:"Liar! In that case, you're the first dude I feel like kissing."

~*~

She: "Can we go back to your place?"

He: "No. I have this policy. I don't take drunk women home. I don't like it."

"Ah, a gentleman!"

"Actually it's because they throw up. A lot!"

"Ah, a gentleman!" *sarcasm*
"There's something you should know. I don't have any policies at my place."

"That is very suggestive. But I actually said no because I have a girlfriend."

"Oh..."
"Wait, is that the truth?"

"No, I'm actually married."

"Ha. Ha. The truth!"

"Okay. If you want the truth, I'll give it to you. But you might not like it, and it might ruin a lot of good things you might have going for you right now."

"I've braced myself."

~*~

"I'm not real... I'm in your mind..."
* the leaves laughed * the sun laughed * the music was loud no more *