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joanne: lark! i found out my brother was scaring all the boy away.
lark: ah, i knew there was something fishy going on. hi, by the way.
joanne: hi. how'd you know?
lark: are you just going to stand there? oh, go glare at something else. okay, now you just look weird. what has that lamp ever done to deserve a look like that?
joanne: get to the point, you geek.
lark: you're hot, teenage boys want some. simple.
joanne: oh.
lark: wow, didn't know people could turn that pink.
joanne: oh, shut up.
lark: alright.
joanne: so... any new girlfriends? lark. lark, are you actually not going to talk.
lark:
joanne: fine. i'll leave.
lark:
joanne: i'm going, now. bye. see you. i'm going around the corner. i'll catch you tomorrow.
lark:
joanne: okay, fine, un-shut up.
lark: no, i'm single.
joanne: you're such a jerk.
lark: says the one who told me to shut up.
joanne: shut up. wait. don't shut up. i just hate you.
lark: [laughes likes her life depends on it]
joanne: screw you.
lark: anytime, babe.
joanne: you're such a huge, flirty lesbian monster machine.
lark: [winks]
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the park bench
Romansajoanne gibson wanted escape lark walter had escaped -+- [undercase intended]