bad dreams

I still think you could spend it doing something much more exciting than reading about some bullshit rumor.

And remember that I know where you sleep at night, too. 

Do you wanna talk about it? Maybe you’ll feel better. 

Are you fucking kidding? I really hate it when conversations always direct themselves on me and how I'm feeling, so can we change this subject before I walk away?

No, it's not. That's just a waste of time.

Perhaps. Whatcha gonna do about it?

I'll let you know when I get there. 

[she smiles and begins walking] So you’ve lived here for twenty years, right? So that’d make you a college sophomore..?

[He hesitantly walks alongside her, lighting a cigarette as he does so.] Freshman. I had to repeat my senior year in high school.

That’s deep dude, you alright?

Probably not but whatever.

Going for a walk. Two options. My brain has a problem with odd numbers. [she shrugs]

Sure, whatever. I'll walk with you.

Um.. Okay. 

If I contracted it today my body would be totally unprepared to fight it. I'd be gone within the first week. It's much less of a burden to say I died from a fatal virus rather than suicide, right?

She shrugged. “I dont know, maybe I’m psychic. I just dont think you’ll get ebola”

I don't believe in psychics.

"Good point, but so far, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem"

You sure about that? It seems to be spreading pretty quickly.

Would you rather stand around and be miserable about your dog?

And what's the other option?

Why do you want it? 

Nothing. Nevermind.

[shrugs] Wherever you want.

Why should I?

"Well, at least you will know you’ll survive now"

Unless Ebola catches up to me.