Friday, April 17, 2015

[fiction] Damaged Goods: The Water Tower

Jason finally reached the top of the ladder and collapsed onto the platform that ringed the water tower.

"That...was...way higher...than...I thought.  It would be," breathed Jason.  While still lying on the grating he unslung the rifles and pushed one towards Snow.

"Aren't you the one who was in the army?"

"Dude I know.  I know!" said Jason.  "Last night I was fucking this girl?  Like after half an hour, I swear, my abdominal muscles just cramp up.  We had to end with her on top because I felt like I was going to pull something."

"That's because you're a pussy.  And you're getting old," said Snow.

"I just need to go to the gym more," said Jason.

"If you had sex three times a week, you wouldn't need to go to the gym.  For anything.  Cardio...missionary for press, against the wall for squats...."

"Yeah sure.  But then then I'd lose three whole nights," said Jason.

Snow looked at Jason.

"Well you know, you gotta get drinks first, and maybe food, and then you know she's gonna want to stay over.  That takes out a whole night."

"Aaaaaannd...?"

"What?  What if I want to do something else?" said Jason.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Like what if I wanted to do something instead of getting laid?"

"What the hell could you possibly want to do more than have sex?"

"Like...you know, stuff.  Don't you do stuff?"

"Yeah.  I do stuff so I can get sex.  That's the whole fucking point of doing anything."

"What about when you're not in the mood for it?" said Jason.

"That's...that's not a real thing."

"Yes it is!"

"Maybe for girls, sure.  I've heard them say that."

"No for guys too.  Sometimes I don't want sex."

Snow blinked.  "Are you asexual?"

"No, I'm not-"

"You are, aren't you?"

"No!"

"Its ok if you are."

"Shut up."

"Oh...this explains so much!"

"No I like sex, and girls, but I just don't want it every fucking second of every fucking day like some people."

"Does Biff know you're asexual?"

"Goddammit Snow I am not asexual!  What the fuck is wrong with you?"  Jason made a point of looking out into the field, even though their quarry wouldn't be there for hours.

Snow raised hands "Ok, ok, I'm sorry."

"Geez."

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

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