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Harriet
MVU Campus
Ben
The End of the World
Harriet
My apartment
Harriet
Finding a place to fuck should not be this hard wtf.
Ben
I’d suggest my couch, but I think we took a big risk last time.
Harriet
What would you have done if your brothers walked in on us last time?
Ben
Thrown something at them. Memory wiped their brains. Judged myself.
Harriet
Glad we avoided memory wiping and self-judgment.
Ben
Me too. But removing my couch from contention kind of limits the options here.
Harriet
Too bad you don’t have a treehouse we could use, nature boy.
Ben
My uncle has one.
Harriet
Treehouse
Ben
Ben
We’ll figure it out.
Harriet
Idk your coat closet didn’t seem like such a bad idea.
Ben
*I* can barely fit in there.
Harriet
Motel? I could put in $50.
Ben
Save your money, Fisher. I have much higher standards for our first time.
Harriet
In the back of Harold?
Ben
I said HIGH standards.
Harriet
Oof with the Harold slander.
Ben
No offense to Harold the Honda, but he ranks below the motel. I’ll likely pull a muscle trying to maneuver you in there.
Harriet
So there will be a lot maneuvering on your end?
Ben
…yeah, what kind of sex have you had?
Harriet
The kind where *I* was doing the maneuvering.
Ben
Thank you for the visual and the urge to wring your past hookups’ necks.
Harriet
You’re welcome
Ben
I need some space to work with you. Our best bet is going to be my place. Just give me some time and I can figure out logistics. Maybe we can risk it if only one of my brothers is home…and asleep.
TWO WEEKS LATER
Ben
Tonight is a big no again. Tom won’t go to bed. He’s been up playing guitar forever. I’d think he’s cockblocking me, but he’s just hyper-fixated on his new song. I’m not sure he even knows what time it is.
Harriet
Tell him he sounds like a celestial Gerard Way.
Ben
That assumes he cares what I think about his music. My opinion isn’t gospel to him.
Harriet
Who’s is?
Ben
Honestly…himself.
Harriet
How am I not surprised?
Ben
Another night then, Fisher?
Harriet
Yep. The quest continues.