rants with nora

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the movie was honestly the best one i've ever seen. i'm not sure how nora felt about it, though. 

i don't really care.

i suppose i should care but i can't find myself to. don't get me wrong, i DO care about nora. i just don't care about her opinion on the movie, nothing she will say can possibly change my mind. 

maybe "don't care" is a bit too harsh but i just love that movie so much nothing can sway me. 

"colton?"

"yes?"

"what'd you think of the film?"

"i absolutely loved it!"

"i'm glad."

"what about you?" i turn my head while putting my hands in my coat pocket.

"it was great. why do you where a coat even though it's late may?"

"i just like coats."

"really?" nora looks at me like that's the stupidest reasoning ever.

"yeah, what's not to like about them?" i brace myself for a long ass explanation.

"coats, for starters, are a hassle. you either lose it or misplace it and when you do find it, you don't even know if you NEED it because the weather can change. not to mention, if you're wearing a coat and you want to go on an adventure, it'll get in the way," she pauses to take a breath and i take that as my change to jump in and say something.

"well, i know i don't usually say this, but better safe than sorry. wouldn't you rather have a coat and not need it than need a coat but not have it?"

"no."

"my god."

"tsk tsk. anyways-"

"wait i wasn't finished, you interrupting bitch." 

"okay, now that's just rude."

"as if you give a fuck."

"for once, you have a good point."

"well then," i hold my hand up to stop her from interrupting again, "anyhow, coats do not get in the way of an adventure. what if you cut your leg or get stabbed and you need something to stop the blood?"

"i would get a band-aid."

"you don't have one."

"then i guess i die."

"you're a ball of sunshine, aren't you?"