Mouse (to Vincent): I'm sorry for getting into a fight with you the other night. I hope you're ok. I understand if you don't want to talk to me.
Vincent (to Mouse): No, I was a beast. I detest fighting, esp w/ U. I know I got myself vry upset, ovr something that doesn't seem like a big deal 2 any1 else.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, I was really worried about you & when you were acting really upset, I had assumed the worst... I love you, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): I love U 2. I'm sorry. Nxt time, don't let such a foolish wastrel follow U home. Pick up one w/ more common sense.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'll keep that in mind. Just promise me no more running off to meet creeps... or at least, don't tell me about it. :-)
Vincent (to Mouse): I was humiliated & ashamed. Making out w/ the creep even after everything I knew abt him, I felt lk I was just as bad as he was. And then the 1st person I saw was Eep... Talk abt a physical representation of ur guilt. U know it's difficult 4 me 2 admit I'm less than perfect. I seem 2 B having 2 do that quite a lot lately.
Mouse (to Vincent): It's just growing pains, everybody goes through it. Hopefully, you'll come out of all of this better for the experience.
Vincent (to Mouse): Better than I already am? Darling, I think there R mite B LAWS against that.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, if it makes you feel any better... I ended up running into the creep yesterday & I managed not to punch him.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh Lord! I can't say that I wld have had that much self-control.
Mouse (to Vincent): He came over to the table to schmooze me & Delia. I had to leave when he started asking us about you... I almost lost it. I don't think he knows who I am in relation to you or Eep… thank god.
Vincent (to Mouse): Ugh. I didn't think it was possible 4 some1 2 B that slimy & not actually physically B a lizard.
Mouse (to Vincent): I know. I'd say he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, but that would be an insult to wolves.
Vincent (to Mouse): Rlly. Even rabid wolves have their good points.
A couple hours later:
Eep (to Mouse): Hey. Sorry I missed your call. I was kinda unconscious on the couch all evening.
Mouse (to Eep): No worries, I was just checking on you. You seemed exhausted when I dropped you off.
Eep (to Mouse): I was. Too much drama, yesterday. And, um, I was up late last night.
Mouse (to Eep): I apologize on all accounts.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, well, you don't have to apologize on ALL accounts.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, that's good... Are you up for doing anything tonight?
Eep (to Mouse): Um, yeah. That sounds good.
Mouse (to Eep): I uh, wanted to talk to you about something... Well, it's more like a proposition. It's not a bad thing, so don't worry. I know of a nice, cheap 3 bdrm apartment that just became available today. The landlord is nice, it's in a decent neighborhood. I just wanted to mention it to you before I started advertising & I know, you're worried about money.
Eep (to Mouse): Wow. That sounds kinda awesome. Wait. Is this your place?
Mouse (to Eep): Yes... Mrs. Lopez moved out yesterday. But, I completely understand if this is weird. I spent all day cleaning it & repainting, so if you wanted to come look at it, just let me know.
Eep (to Mouse): Um. You didn't that wouldn't make things weird with, you know, us?
Mouse (to Eep): Well, this is business & I know your hours have been cut at Yog Hut & I want to help.
Eep (to Mouse): It would, um, actually. I'll have to check with Robert and Wanda first, though. And, um, I wouldn't mind living closer. To you that is.
Mouse (to Eep): Could you just not mention that it's my building to them? And, I can have the realtor show the apartment to you three.
Eep (to Mouse): Um, yeah. Of course.
Mouse (to Eep): Cool, thank you... I think it would be nice, if you were closer. Plus, Vincent wouldn't be able to see in your room, anymore. :-p
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Shit. I never hung those curtains up, did I? Tell me I hung those curtains up.
Mouse (to Eep): You mean the pile of curtains that have been sitting in a bag in front of your window for the past month or so?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Oh. Fuck me. Jesus. I didn't hang those up. I can't believe... Vincent has been able to see into my room...
Mouse (to Eep): it also explains why he never believes me when I tell him we were playing checkers all night.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh god. Oh. Oh GOD. I would really like to die now.
Mouse (to Eep): I have no words...
Eep (to Mouse): God. Bury me in the park. It'll be the cheapest.
Mouse (to Eep): Wait, you have nothing to be embarrassed about...
Eep (to Mouse): Oh God. Really? I think I might disagree.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, that might explain why he wasn't pushier about seeing your "film"... God, now I wanna die.
Eep (to Mouse): Suicide pact. Sounds good to me.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, you'd be the expert...
Eep (to Mouse): Takes one to know one.
Mouse (to Eep): Touché, sir.
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. Sorry. You have to admit that was pretty funny.
Mouse (to Eep): Yes, it was very good. In a few months, you'll probably be able to hold your own in perv chicken...
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. I live in hope.
Mouse (to Eep): It's good to have dreams. :-)
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. I wish I had a snappy, impressive comeback for that. Do you want to hang out tonight, or make up for missed time tomorrow?
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I always want to hang out with you... So, tonight?
