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"Uh my probation officer," I said after a second offor an answer I wasn’t totally sure why, but I didn’t want to tell hi Maybe ’cause he’d want , but kinda cool, too And it even has benefits"

"Oh yeah?"

I nodded "After three et vested in their pension plan"

He laughed out loud "The day you keep a job for ten years is the day I groelve-inch dick"

"Fuck you," I shot back "That doesn’t even ave ht punch on the arm "I know, that’s why I said it You and me, we’re too alike Hell, I’ll be shocked if you can keep this job long enough to get the health insurance"

I scowled "Gee, thanks for having so hten up It’s not that You like to do your own thing too "

And what the hell was ? Whatever it was, so far it sucked

"This is shit pot," I announced after aout the half inch of joint that was left Normally I’d s any buzz Didn’t seeed without looking at et your own"

"Seriously," I said "I don’t think that’s pot I’lance ht You liked it enough back then"

I gri?" he asked

"Dunno" I rubbedfelt weird and faded, like the world was turning into a black and white ue andthe beer or pot at all I was still cold sober and I didn’t want to be "Houess"

"Nice" His mouth curled into a mild scowl "You come over and drink my beer and srabbed , then offered a sly smile "C’monstay"

I hesitated I liked sex with Randy, even though ere so on-again off-again that I’d prettyor not After almost four years, ere so daether we ended up in the same comfortable patterns

And I knehat part of that pattern would be I’d stay, we’d screw, then we’d get high on whatever he had around, and I’d probably oversleep

"I can’t" I tugged free of his grasp "Sorry I gotta go I have work tomorrow Y’know? That job I won’t last at?"

"Are you actually pissed atbetween his eyes

"No! I’et home I can’t screw this up"