LIEUTENANT T-BIRD.

( & kenhickie )

                Danny poked his head out from underneath Kenickie’s             car ;; eyes finding him doing JACK SHIT up against the bench            upon further inspection.                                                  ‘ C’mon asshole !! this is YOUR rust bucket, &&                                                    you’ve been stickin’ me with all the work. ‘

               ❝     you want me t’ slide right in beside ya?                                         maybe we can cuddle n’ shit, too.    ❞

                 “ you stupid FUCK! you almost caught my hair                   on FIRE! you better PAY UP for my scrunchie, asshole “

             she doesn’t appreciate some greaser thinking he could just                   come and laugh at her. bonnie scowls, already feeling above him                 but still wanting to prove it, she uses her very pointy heels on his shoe.                   bonnie never said she was a nice paper shaker.

❝ NAH, I’m just the type doesn’t mind being a B I T C H                    I’m real quick to anger . so how about you LEAVE before                                             you go crying to your mother ❞

       “ you OFFERED !! you offered to buy me one. you PROPSED        this whole damn situation. now you’re backing out. jesus christ,        this is the last time i go out with another HIGH SCHOOLER. ”

              kenickie scowls, decides that whatever this was,                    was a waste of time. he drops the incorrect amount on the                    counter, and turns to the redhead. 

’  nothing’s the matter. just looks like hard work is all. i don’t know much about cars. is it going to take long?  ’fostering curiosity, she figures, is better than blatant indifference.

he can’t help the BILE that rises in his throat, skin itching, head DIZZY with contempt. goin’ good. he repeats the words in his head, like the cycle of it would make it easier to say. easier to LIE. easier to pretend he wasn’t 100% turned the fuck off by a pair of tits.

                      but he doesn’t say it.

“ I can already tell you you’re doin’ better on that front than I am, man. “

               truth was, he and rizzo were STUCK on this eternal                     rollercoaster. on again, off again. & sooner or later, he’d                     start to feel sick.

        “Oh, there’s no problem – y’know, it’s not as if I wanted to live         to see my thirtieth birthday, or anything. It’s FINE.” 

                          In between sarcastic quips, she realizes that the                           world doesn’t yet realize that smoking is BAD                           for you – and so she clears her throat, a little                           awkwardly. 

             “ANYWAY – you uh, see a guy around here? About              this tall, answers to ‘Calvin Klein’ or ‘Marty’?”

                he doesn’t catch onto her response. wouldn’t                       understand, anyway ; CIGARETTES WERE COOL,                                                          STILL.

“Do you want to go for a milkshake? I’ll pay!”

kenhickie

             “ well, you’re an ABSOLUTE ass, then. ” 

;kenhickie

‘’ Sorry, am I in your spot? ’