every rose has its thorn

“ Yeah, you’re probably right about that. I don’t want to imagine what kinda guys you have to deal with on a daily. So.. does that mean you’re entirely over the Lance situation now if you don’t mind me asking? ” 

“Idiots, fuckboys, weirdos in my dms asking for feet pics... Did I mention fuckboys? Of course you have to bring up Lance. I’m over it. Kinda have to be now that he’s officially seeing Bella, huh? I never understood it, but you know, seeing them together in Vegas last year... it makes sense.”

“ Well, I don’t mean they won’t mind, as in.. it’ll like, be appreciated, sure. But it won’t be a deciding factor. And I know what you were saying, I know you’re not gonna go for any old dickhead on the block. Not at all. You’re a classy girl. I just mean.. what does everyone else matter if there’s gonna be that one person for you, you know? ”

“Well, if I find that one person that’s for me, obviously I’m not going to look at others. I just haven’t yet, you know? Trust me, I’ve been trying. There’s just hardly any decent guys out there to date. What’s a girl gotta do?”

“ I have. As in, like! Yeah, you’re a very, very pretty girl. We’ve all noticed the way men – guys! Guys look at you when we’re out. I just meant, like.. do you really want to like, get just anyone? What about the love of your life or something? They won’t mind about your butt. ”

“The love of my life won’t mind about my butt? Andy. They’re not the love of my life, then. I work hard for this butt and they better know to appreciate it. And hey, I never said I want to get just anyone. I said I could get anyone if I wanted. Big difference. I have standards.”

“ Well. I almost guessed. You don’t really give off boomer vibes. Which, is a good thing. A very good thing. Do you think our generation will ever actually have lawyers for anything? I’d find that way too stressful. Might make a whole profession go out of business. I don’t drink, though, which. Kind of complicates your excuse. Sorry. You can totally come sit with me and a couple friends, though. The guys in the band, they’ll probably have a drink. And some of the others. Cheerleading. Wow. Oh yeah, yeah, right. Cheerleading. That sounds a lot more impressive, what do you mean? You’re like.. ten feet in the air and stuff and just.. fall. But like, intentionally. And land. On your feet. That’s cool. All I’m risking is calloused fingertips. ”

“I... have never actually thought about that. Thinking about stuff like that makes my head hurt. Some things do require a lawyer, no? Like, when you break the law, kill or steal or... get divorced. Don’t think there will be a way around that. You don’t drink? Oh, wow. Interesting. Why not? That’s too bad. Who are your friends? Aw, thank you. You’re not wrong. It can get quite dangerous at times. One of the girls has broken her nose before. Tragic. Therefor you’re good with your hands. That’s hot.”

“ That sounds.. cheaper than if I had to get a lawyer. To make up for damages. You’re not gonna make me have to get a lawyer, right? My pointy elbows have always been a problem. We’re working on it. Touchy subject. That’s a pretty good thing to be known for. Maybe one day everyone will know your name because you had an amazing idea like Tostitos. Like, who thought of that? An amazing mind. Thanks! Glad you were enjoying yourself. First time we were on stage together and went pretty well for that. The riffs? Yeah. The riffs. Well. Do you play? ”

“I’m not going to make you get a lawyer. Who do you think I am? I’m merely using that as an excuse so you’d have a drink with me. I loooove Tostitos. I shouldn’t though, because the football season has just started and these bad boys go straight to the hips. Who knows, maybe I’m the next Tostitos Girl. Me? Oh, no. I don’t play. No, I’m on the cheer squad. There’s not enough time for anything else, but I’ve always been impressed by people like you who could.”

“ Oh, fuck, sorry, shit. Sorry, that was totally my elbow, wasn’t it? Yeah, even I felt that. Sorry, they’re so pointy. Damn elbows. Guitar boy! That’s me. That sounds so much better actually. I’ll start saying that if you don’t mind. Yeah. I mean, actually no. Not my band. But I was just on stage with them. Just filling in. They’re awesome. Did you enjoy it? ”

“It was your elbow, yeah. Like. I might forgive you if you buy me a drink. To make up for the damage. Your elbows are really pointy. I don’t mind. At all. I’m known for my amazing ideas. Mm. Well. You should be then! It was a good performance. Very impressive. Especially the... riffs? I could never.”

“Ugh. Dude, watch where you’re go--.. Oh. Oh. Hey. You’re the guitar boy, right? Your band was just on stage?”

“I have not. Yet. Kidding. I’m kind of surprised I haven’t. There were definitely times where I’m sure it was close to happening, though. If I had to choose someone though, it’d probably be Dani. She’s got amazing boobs and she’s an amazing kisser.”

“Ouch. Wounding me. Who pooped in your cereal today? I don’t need to act any way for attention. Have you seen this face?”

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“– Turns out, someone’s been giving out my number? I’ve had about seven people calling me today asking if I give out blowjobs for five bucks, which I obviously do not. How do I get to the bottom of this? What if my name is engraved on a bathroom stall’s wall forever and I’ll have creepy men calling me until I’m sixty?”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Your dad did just get back home with a war injury, I feel like they might go easy on you,” Lance said quickly, though he did wonder right afterward whether that had been a bit too direct and therefore insensitive. He sighed, his eyes finding Nancy’s and for the first time that night he looked at her with a genuinely softer expression. The weed just wasn’t doing it for him anymore. “I really don’t care, Nance. If you wanna stay, stay. If you wanna be home, I’ll give you a lift. Up to you.”

Nancy unwillingly winced at the mention of her father. She knew he just stated the facts, but hearing it was a whole different thing. When Lance decided to look at her, she couldn’t stop her eyes from falling to his lips. Maybe tonight would be the night that she could make a move. The answer came abruptly. “I want to stay,” she said confident, a little too confident. “I mean, I don’t want to risk it, and I like staying here. We could watch another movie or whatever else you’d like to do.” Like me, she added internally.