Facial for the First Time Page #5
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Okay, you've gotta get out.
The window.
Hurry.
Uh, okay.
What now?
Jump.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Okay, go. Call me.
Okay. Yes.
Wait, wait, wait.
I don't even think I got your number.
Aubrey?
Aubrey!
Badass. I was like
Jason Bourne, you know?
Or Jason Statham.
Then I called you.
What?
You're a sweet boy, you know that?
Shut up.
No, you truly are.
Your Bambi-like innocence
is just, what? Adorable.
Screw you.
David, there is no boyfriend.
But--
No.
What, you think she made it up?
Yes, of course she did.
Girls have to say they have a boyfriend
when they meet some random dick.
It's practically in the manual.
I don't know, I really believed her.
Of course you did. Even now,
when I'm assuring you it's bullshit.
It's how you know if she likes you.
In a couple of days, chuck her a text.
See if she wants to hang out, get some
Chinese, get some Szechuan chicken.
If she says "boyfriend," you know she
didn't really like you. Thanks, love.
But you can always tell yourself,
"Hey, she has a boyfriend."
You know? "it's not me."
It's a good system. Tell him.
I'm not gonna text her.
Why not?
I thought you said
she had a tight little bottom.
Because.
Because of Jane?
Seriously, David,
I accidentally spilled wine
on her carpet.
Right. Who gives a sh*t?
She does.
She's got this thing about her carpet.
The way the sunlight hits it
at a certain point in the afternoon and...
Couldn't text her even if I wanted to.
She didn't give you her number,
did she?
No. She started to.
She typed in the first few digits,
and then we...
But I did get those first three digits
on my phone, right? So...
I mean, come on, how many possible
combinations of numbers could there really be?
Ten thousand.
Just call Information.
Don't be stupid, okay?
She's not gonna be listed.
Plus, I don't even know
her parents' first names.
And Lashanda says there's like
What's the sh*t's a Lashanda?
The lady I talked to
when I called Information.
Well, you know where she lives.
I know where she-- Great.
So I could stand outside of her house?
Because that won't be so creepy.
Yes. Great.
Find her on Facebook.
I don't think she does Facebook.
She doesn't believe
in that son of thing.
She doesn't believe in it?
This girl sounds like a ginormous
ass-ache, my friend.
Like a huge ache in my ass.
I'm telling you, I know the type.
I know the type.
The alternative rock indie chick
who only goes to an films,
smells like vegan food,
can't be bothered to shave her pits.
Eventually falls in love
with a scaly bull dyke named Harley.
Where do you even come up--?
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