And Another One...

Evan & Jessie

Evan and Jessie both sit on her porch, overlooking her parents' horse ranch while the sun began to set. They sat quite separated from one another. Evan slouched in a tall wooden chair while Jessie sat barefooted in an old couch. 

"Oh my God, did I tell you what happened to me the other day?" Jessie said, breaking the calm silence of the country air. 

Evan just shook his head while giving her an innocent look of interest as a child would. 

"Well me and Alex went to get some bud, and like, this guy we were buying it from was like, 'hey, you guys wanna bang?' and I'm like, 'what?!' and then we just got the hell out of there." 

"Wow! Really? That's ridiculous." Evan said, feigning enthusiasm. 

How about you don't tell stories anymore? He thought to himself.

"I can't wait to get a tattoo. I'm not sure what I'm going to get though." She says while staring off. 

"I think I'm going to get a beetle on my arm." Evan replied.

"Why a beetle?" 

"It's from The Metamorphosis, the book." Evan began, as Jessie's cell phone began to vibrate. She whips it out of her pocket and her thumbs patter away at the buttons frantically. 

"It' Franz Kafka. It's pretty good..." Evan trailed off. 

"Oh wow." Jessie replied in a fake tone of enthusiasm, clearly apathetic. 

"You know, I've got tons of books that you can borrow if you want..." 

Jessie's phone exploded with vibration once again, rattling on the wooden armrest she laid it on. The sound drowned out Evan's voice and she immediately became entranced in her text message extravaganza. 

Evan sighed and sat quietly while Jessie smashed her fingers against her phone in a race to converse with whomever was on the other end. 

"I'm sorry! I just keep getting texts from my ex, Stevy. What were you saying?" 

"Uhh...I've got lots of books if you want to borrow any of them." Evan said without making eye contact. 

"Well it's about that time. I'm going home to hate things in my bedroom while I pet my cats." Evan said while he rose from the chair. 

"Alright. I'll talk to you later." 

Jessie got up from the couch and they hugged each other lightly and he dropped into his car and drove home. 

Well that was a colossal waste of time. 

The End

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