A Laugh to be Desired

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A great part about Derek was he was too naive to understand anything, including the feelings he has on other people. growing up he always watch pornography and grew addicted, giving a false sense of what women are really like. Yes I said women, since that what all his friends were watching at the time. Yes I said friends, since there are other psychopaths in the world too.

 His addiction to porn must of messed with his mind, because of what happened that night seemed right out of a Brazzers video. 

As the  sun rose, my mind set on Derek's face, his stubble on his face reminded me of an enchanted Forrest, his skin tone made me wonder what race he was, but at the same time made me smile, since we have a thing in common.

 when Derek was still sleeping, I took this at an opportunity to look inside his bag, inside there was a Jacob Satorius T-shirt, a box of mousetraps and a box of condoms, unopened.

I heard Derek give a grunting noise, the one you make when you stretch just after you wake up. 

"What are you doing?" he asked. 

"I'm just seeing if you have any food" I lied. 

"Oh..." he said. 

"Well, If your hungry we can always get some breakfast at the Not-at-a-million-subscribers Diner." 

"Huh, Weird name, sounds like it was made for you" I said.

"Fuck off" 

As we sat down in the restaurant I was slightly concerned for what Derek might feel after I would tell him that the box of condom was unopened.

"So, Hmm... I think this would be the time to discuss... Er rm... Protection?" I said, Derek seemed slightly confused about what I was trying to convey.

"I'm sorry, are you talking about..." Derek then put his index finger tip on his thumb on his left hand and put his index on his right through the "OK" sign on his left to confirm that he knew what i was trying to convey, since this was quite a filled diner.

"Yes..." I said, nodding my head.

"Oh right," He said, "I just didn't think it was necessary"

"Yeah, I guess so" I said

A waitress came over to our table and asked what we would like to eat for breakfast.

"Grilled cheese, with a... latte. You?" said Derek.

"French vanilla with a doughnut" I said.

"Got it" Said the waitress, as she walked away.

"Weird choice for breakfast" Derek said.

"What can I say, I guess It's my thing" I said with a shrug.

We ate our Breakfast, we Got back in Derek's car and drive down the highway. As we were driving I noticed that we were going in the opposite direction of Florida.

"Where we going?" I asked

"Home" said Derek. 



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