Bellflower Page #5

Yeah.

That didn't go as well

as I thought it would.

Mmm.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

Mmm. Where did you learn

to fight like that, mister?

F*** you.

Whatever, dude.

F***ing badass.

Oh, hey. What's up, Courtney?

Hi, Mike.

Come on in.

Thanks.

What ya doing?

Uh, just having some people

over little later,

so I'm cooking.

Cool.

Fun.

Yeah.

So, have you

seen Milly lately?

No.

Do you know where she is

by any chance?

Yeah. She ran off

with some dude.

Woodrow?

Yeah, Woodrow. That guy.

She, uh, left a message

on the machine yesterday.

What did she say?

She's in Texas or some sh*t.

God knows.

I hope she gets back in time.

You guys can still come over and party

even if she's not back yet.

I still live here too.

Speaking of which, I paid her rent again.

Tsk.

Um...

What are you making?

Smokies.

Smokies?

Yeah. Smokies.

They're really good.

They're just, like,

little tiny wieners?

Yes.

Really?

Little hot dogs. That's what you

chose to make for your friends...

little wieners.

Yeah.

That's an interesting choice.

And I really like this

apron too. Thank you. Okay.

It really brings out

your eye color. Bye.

A nice teal. Get outta

here. I will see you...

Hey, maybe you can make

those Smokies for my birthday.

Maybe I will. Maybe I

should try one just to...

No, don't touch.

If you leave, I'll make them for you.

Really?

I promise. But go.

Come on, Layla. Let's go.

#Doodily-do #

#When I doodily-do #

#And I... #

# I doodily-do

when I doodle my doodle #

#All us diddle when I

get pushed up the middle #

Miss Thing!

How's your face feel?

Hmm?

Oh, it's not bad.

Your eye is really swollen.

It's not that swollen.

You're crazy.

Mmm. Does it look cool?

What, you acting crazy?

No, my eye.

Yeah, it's pretty tough.

Okay.

This is nice.

Why do you keep saying that?

I don't know. 'Cause it is.

You're so cute.

Mmm. Thank you.

You're pretty cute too.

Mmm.

Mmm.

This is nice though.

Mmm.

Do you have a boyfriend?

What?

I don't know.

Do you think that I would be on this

trip with you if I had a boyfriend?

I don't know.

I mean, I hope not,

I guess.

I don't have a boyfriend, silly.

Okay.

Sorry.

I think you might be

my girlfriend someday, yeah?

Um, is that your way of asking

me to be your girlfriend?

Um, I don't know. Maybe.

You don't want me

to be your girlfriend.

I think I might, actually.

No, you don't.

Why not?

Because.

Because why?

Things will go bad.

How do you know?

Because that's

always what happens.

I'll hurt you,

and I won't be able to help it.

Oh, how do you know

I won't end up hurting you?

I doubt it.

I'm pretty tough,

you know?

I know, I know.

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