8:32 pm
Weetabix: I’m not liking my stomach today.
Esteban: Don’t be ridiculous. I love your stomach.
Weetabix: You’re not even looking at me when you say it… you’re looking off in the distance.
Esteban: That’s because my eyes are sore from staring at a computer screen all day. You’re just all blurry and grey.
Weetabix: Fat grey blurry blob.
Esteban: No… do you want to go out and get dessert?
Weetabix: I just told you that I was not liking my stomach today and you ask if we should go out and get dessert?
Esteban: I’m sorry, that was probably poorly timed…. Did you have a good day at work today?
Weetabix:Yeah, I guess. I was pretty busy, but it’s Friday so that’s nice.
Esteban: That’s good sweetie… do you want to go get dessert?
Weetabix:Esteban!
Esteban:What’s the flavor of the day today.
Weetabix: I’m not saying.
Esteban:I probably don’t want to know.
Weetabix:You probably don’t.
Esteban: If it’s “Death By Chocolate” then you should jump up and say “Esteban, it’s Death By Chocolate and we must go immediately and get some!”
Weetabix: You should probably go get some then.
Esteban: You’re just making that up.
(pause)
Weetabix: It IS Death By Chocolate
Esteban: It’s going to be Death By Urine if I don’t go to the bathroom right now.
(sounds of peeing, flushing, handwashing)
Esteban:Let’s go then.
Weetabix: You can’t just demand that I do whatever you want.
Esteban: If I were demanding anything, I’d be saying “Give me oral pleasure” like this (Esteban affects a suave, hip tone of voice and accent) “Give me oral pleasure baby!”
Weetabix:
Esteban:So you’re just going to ignore me then?
Weetabix: I’m in my pajamas right now… I don’t even have a bra on.
Esteban:Really? (he wiggles his eyebrows) No bra? (He affects the accent again) “Give me oral pleasure”
Weetabix: Let’s go get your ice cream.
Esteban: You’re going like that?
Weetabix: I have my sweatshirt on over.
Esteban: You just have socks on.
Weetabix: It’s dry out.
Esteban: It’s winter out.
Weetabix: It’s ALMOST barely winter… this is probably the last time I’ll be able to do this.
Esteban: (you can see his breath): It’s winter NOW…. are your feet cold?
Weetabix: (scurrying to car): Yes. Hurry.
Esteban: You only do this so I have to go in to get the ice cream.
Weetabix: Yep.
Esteban:You still should give me oral pleasure.
