Set in post apocalyptic Nevada, a 29 year old girl suffering from burnout and years of trauma returns to her birthplace. Will her family and friends still be there? Will she find a home?
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"Hey." Scott simpered.
"Yes?" DD asked.
"Does this ring a bell?" Scott held his hand out, palm down. DD immediately smacked the top of it, leaving her hand on top, and held her other hand out the same way. Scott returned the slap and their arms were now both crossed in an X pattern. Next the pair high-fived, and intertwined their fingers, before ripping their hands apart and spinning around once, They did a fist bump with DD's right hand and Scott's left, they then both turned to face the same wall, not breaking their fists, and began to lean towards each other and bumped their remaining two fists together, the pair were now in an upside down U shape.
"This is the part where we kiss." DD said in a mocking tone.
"Only while we dated for like a month." Scott replied. "We did it this way our whole childhood."
"Your mom thought we were idiots."
"We kind of were. Remember the time we played tennis with a beer bottle, and just.... didn't think it would break somehow?"
"I still have a scar on my foot from that." DD laughed. "What about the time we scaled the school and got stuck because I was afraid of heights and you wouldn't leave me alone."
"We were there so long we both had to pee on the roof, your mom was so mad!" Scott was laughing.
"No wonder we thought we'd be a good couple."
"It wasn't you or anything DD, it actually turns out, well, I'm gay."
"That... actually makes a lot of sense. You always seemed to be confused the few times we tried to be... sensual." She visibly recoiled at the memories.
"I still love you DD. But not in a romantic sense." He hugged his old friend with the force of every hug they'd missed over eleven years.
"God shit was less complicated when we were kids." DD said.
"I know right? It's bad enough the sun and the animals are out to kill you, water is a bitch to get now too. Now we need to take care of ourselves, and have to sort through things like love. It's maddening." Scott still made expressive movements with his hands as he talked, like when he was a kid.
"Speaking of taking care of yourself, what have you been doing all this time?" DD asked.
"I drive the water tanker." Scott talked like he was bragging. "It's gotten a bit harder now that the closest water is Walker Lake."
"That's like two hours from here. Also that lake is nasty"
"I know. Trent and Aina help sometimes."
"Aina, your little sister? She was so little last I saw her."
