Nina Forever Page #2

You all right?

Look like you've seen a ghost.

How are things going

with your sexy suicidal guy?

Has he mentioned her yet,

dead girlfriend?

It came up, yeah.

I don't quite know

how to say this, so...

I'm just going

to go ahead and say it.

Have you met someone?

Sorry.

That sounds so...

I just mean...

- I mean you can.

- I haven't.

But you can.

You should know

that you can move on...

If you want to.

It's okay.

We all need to move on.

God, the bulbs are out,

did you see?

First sign of spring.

Yeah.

Spring would be nice.

Is rob here yet?

Yes, he's in

the front room. He's--

I think he's come off

his bike again.

Oh, god,

is he still doing that?

- Don't mention it.

- Of course I won't.

Hey, rob.

Good to see you.

How's things?

Yeah. You know.

Yeah.

Yep.

Drink before the performance.

I've certainly earned it.

- Have you been writing?

- Well, I call it that.

Did you get to read

that chapter I sent you?

That's how Martin amis

does it, rob.

Gets all his feedback

from reluctant dinner guests.

Rob's not reluctant, is he?

Why does he come here

every week?

- Well, not to read your book.

- You don't mind, do you, rob?

Well, how's he going

to answer that?

He's a free man.

He can say whatever he wants.

When did she do the painting

in the front room?

It was her a-level piece.

Very strong.

Best one there.

Just gonna use the loo.

Have you thought

any more about...

Starting up your studies again?

I'm not sure.

Feel like my maths brain

has dried up.

Seems a bit pointless.

And working

in a supermarket isn't--

you're sounding like

a nagging grandmother, sal.

So... how's that motorbike

of yours, rob?

Quite a mean machine

you've got there.

Yeah.

It's fine.

I used to have a moto guzzi

myself once.

This is ridiculous.

Fine machine.

Come on,

while we have a moment.

Shall we adjourn

to the parlor?

Here.

Oh, sorry! Um...

Cheers.

Cheers.

Do you mind?

No. Of course.

Oh, you don't have

to read it now.

I just really like this bit.

"Silvio bulge pissed.

Reaching inside himself,

he ejaculated piss

in the urinal before him.

Reaching inside himself,

he pissed in the way

only men can,

with his hands."

You know what I mean?

That just came out!

"With his hands."

You know.

I will. I'll... definitely

read the rest of this.

This is all

a new thing for me.

But that-- that's why

it's so good, you know?

Scary, but exciting,

you know?

It'd be good for you to--

I mean, uh...

Not that it has to be

that phd.

You could do anything, rob.

Don't let her put you off.

Take care, won't you?

- I'll see you next week.

- Okay.

Is she...

Do you want her to be?

No.

I thought you'd gone.

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