Boys and Girls Page #3

It's way easier with two of us.|You pretend to be my idiot cousin.

All of a sudden, I'm sensitive.|You get drunk, come out too strong...

I beat the sh*t out of you,|I'm masculine.

-I don't think I'm ready for that.|-We could trade off.

-You can hit me first if you want.|-It was two days ago.

-I think I need a little time.|-I'm sorry. You're hurting.

-Let's get drunk and see strippers.|-I'm not that hurt!

-Please.|-I'm fine.

Breaking up was the right thing|to do. We were just...

going in different directions.

-Hit me.|-No!

-Hurry, before she leaves.|-Who?

-You know her?|-Kind of.

-Okay, then I'll hit you.|-No!

-How you been?|-Good. You?

Great.

-So I see you're all settled in.|-Yes.

-Did you get Fridays off?|-Yes.

-I got Friday nights off.|-I'm sure you do.

-Jennifer, this is Hunter.|-Hi.

Well, I'd love to|stick around...

but I have to go to the station to|pick up my cousin. He's an idiot.

My whole family is, actually.|Me too.

Yeah, me too. I'm an idiot.|I'll see you.

I got dumped.

Music man. Michael.|Dumped me.

How's long-distance Betty?

-I don't wanna talk about it.|-I just told you about my breakup.

-I mean, it couldn't be worse.|-Why do you wanna know?

-Misery loves company.|-No, you'll use it against me.

Okay, maybe I might have done that|in the past, but I've changed.

I have. I'm scarred now and|I look at life very differently.

Okay.

-You were right.|-The long-distance thing. I knew it.

But not for me! I was fine with it.|I would go there, she would come here.

If I told her I'd call her a certain|time, no matter where I was...

-You would call.|-...l would call!

If I told her to call me at a certain|time, I would always be home.

I mean, I loved her. None of that|ever seemed like work to me.

-But it did to her, right?|-Yeah.

This one weekend, I was down there,|we were kissing each other goodbye...

and her room-mate came by with her|boyfriend, both carrying laundry.

And Betty just started crying.

I asked her, "What's wrong?"|She said:

We never get to do|our laundry together.

She was right. We never did our|laundry together, and that was it.

You broke up|because of laundry?

-I send mine out.|-Not laundry exactly.

Just all the things that couples|do together and should do together.

We didn't have the time anymore.|She couldn't handle that.

-Why didn't you move there?|-Scholarship.

-She could've moved here.|-Scholarship.

-So that was it?|-Yeah.

-She needed what I couldn't give her.|-No.

There's a lot of other things. Too|many differences make it impossible.

Michael and I didn't|agree on anything. Ever.

That's what I loved about it.|We fought, shouted...

had sex... That's what I miss!

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