Saturday, November 8, 2014

Soured Milk, 12

"This is Sven."
"I can't believe this is how you answer the phone."
"Who is this?"
"Lamm."
"Who?"
"Oh, god. It's getting really hard for me to keep up with all these fucking names."
"Min?"
"Well it's Lo now, but yeah."
"What do you want?"
"Ever the gentleman, Sven."
"What the fuck do you want, Min?"
"I want to invite you over for dinner."
"Why?"
"He thought it'd be nice for all of us to get together."
"Don?"
"No, Ollie."
"Who the fuck is Ollie?"
"Don's boy."
"What? You're... you're with him now?"
"Yeah, didn't Don tell you?"
"I don't talk to Don."
"Right. Anyway, are you coming or not?"
"I'm busy."
"We all know you're not busy, Sven."
"I don't want to see you, Min."
"What about Ollie?"
"Fuck Ollie."
"Well, if you change your mind"
"I won't."
"Tomorrow, 6:30. Get a fucking cheesecake or something."

1 comment:

  1. I've missed you!
    I hop he does get the cheesecake
    Love
    F.

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