Dionis Mallis

“Is that all you can do? Lame,” she stated, rolling her eyes, but her tone was teasing. Those were some crazy, but interesting talents to have. “I kind of want to know how you developed those talents, but also I don’t want to know. But I’ll call you next time I do something stupid and need some stitches.”

“Yes, unfortunately, those are my only talents. My has life been one big mediocre lie.” He chuckled. “I couldn’t tell you, either way.” The boy voiced with a small shrug. Some of them he didn’t even remember how they started. “You’d really do that? Good, and I won’t make you pay to watch any of my talents.” He joked. “Now, hurry. Let’s go so you can rip open my ribcage with your bare hands. Or… whatever it was you were gonna do.”

“It means we’re buds now. So you have to tell me all about yourself while I pretend to listen.”

“OOh, right” Sofia giggled, blushing slightly as she checked out the app” Thank you, that’s actually a good idea, then I can avoid this…mess” An awkward giggle escaping her lips.

Dionis moved back to the original spot he’d been standing at before the girl walked out of the store. “Exactly. You can avoid the whole world all together.” That’s why Dionis liked them apps. But then he would get this feeling and he’d go out with no real purpose to butt into people’s lives.

“Yeah, it happens all the time.” He voiced, nodding repeatedly. He listened to the girl, leaning back as she asked multiple questions. “It's how the brain works, Pink. Neurology. All I know is that physical pain is a source of pleasure. It’s a fact, and not just in the sexual sense. So, with the right mindset, even a lightning strike could be fun.” He explained, smiling oddly at the thought. “Hmm, cant say I’ve seen enough people in pain to say if I’ll like it, but definitely the first one.” He listened with a smile. “Sowing body part together?”

“Pizza.” He replied, raising a brow at the other. “Get one with any toppings. We’ll share.” He nodded. “Next time keep your questions in your head.” He retorted. “I’m Dionis. What’s your name?”

“True, but if you’re staying on campus you still have some of the staff around and stuff,” she pointed out. “Well, I was just going to work on my tan for right now. I have to be looking my best for when I put on my bikini or go skinny dipping,” Kaley suggested, laying back on the grass.

“Why are you staying on campus?” His eyes narrowed. Dionis knew why he was staying on campus. But if it weren’t for that one reason, this would be the last place he’d want to be during summer vacation. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to come between that. You do that, and I’ll stay here and watch you, imagining all the ways we can party later.”

“I said you’re cute enough to eat...........Now,.......excuse me. I’m gonna go get drunk on this cheap box wine I found in the teacher’s lounge, and masturbate to serial killer documentaries.”

Dionis handed the girl a phone, open to one of those apps that picks up and then delivers your groceries. Like, the ones that deliver you hot meals from restaurant, but with a slightly different purpose. “This. Welcome to the 21st century, cutie.”