The Deep Whatsis (2013)
“I call her a car and she gets dressed and I watch her and think it’s ridiculous that I’m involved with a girl this young. The only sensible thing to decide is to not see her again, and that’s what I do. Should I tell her this is our last conversation? I don’t know if it’s worth it. I stare at her feet and my hands. I need to eat.
“What are you looking at?” she asks me.
“What?” I say, pretending to be spaced out. “Your feet?”
“You’re giving me a funny look.”
“Am I?”
“I know you’re thinking you w...ish you hadn’t done this. You wish I hadn’t shown up at that party. You wish you had more self-control than to be sleeping with someone who works with you and is younger than you and isn’t even that hot.”
“Yeah, no, I mean, whatever, totally,” I go. “And you are hot, don’t underestimate yourself, wait a second.”
“Wait a second what?”
“Why would you say you’re not hot? You’re like Chantal Goya in Masculin Féminin. It’s a movie by this French guy.”MoreLess
“What are you looking at?” she asks me.
“What?” I say, pretending to be spaced out. “Your feet?”
“You’re giving me a funny look.”
“Am I?”
“I know you’re thinking you w...ish you hadn’t done this. You wish I hadn’t shown up at that party. You wish you had more self-control than to be sleeping with someone who works with you and is younger than you and isn’t even that hot.”
“Yeah, no, I mean, whatever, totally,” I go. “And you are hot, don’t underestimate yourself, wait a second.”
“Wait a second what?”
“Why would you say you’re not hot? You’re like Chantal Goya in Masculin Féminin. It’s a movie by this French guy.”MoreLess
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