"What is wrong with me?!"

"Everything..."

"Shut up."

"Hey, you asked."

"Why can't I just say 'no'? Or move away, or avoid her?"

"'Cause you're whipped and agree to whatever she does or says."

"I know... It's terrifying."

"I know this is a new feeling, but it's a good one, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. She can just be so... Irritating."

"Oh, yeah? In what way?"

"She does shit that makes me go crazy."

"Go on."

"She says shit that makes me fall for her."

"And?"

"Everything she does is so hot and she doesn't even know it."

"I have never seen you like this before. It's fantastic."

"Shut it, Green Eyes."

"Whatever. Are you gonna ask her out or what?"

"I don't know. I don't want to make anything awkward."

"It's already awkward, Lil Enchilada, beat awkwardness with awkwardness."

"It's not as easy as you make it- Did you just call me 'Lil Enchilada'?"

"Yes, I did. You're a little Latin firecracker. You should be able to do this kinda shit."

"She makes me so nervous, though. Es muy difícil."

"See what I mean? Hablar español tendrá Kimberly caída en sus rodillas."

"Yeah, I get it, but I'm not speaking Spanish to her."

"Fine. Anyway, how's your head?"

"It's all right, not the greatest. I still can't remember what happened."

"Yeah, that's weird. Maybe because you turned off your emotions?"

"No, I don't think so. What all did you tell Kimberly about me in the hospital?"

"Skimmed over your background. Parents, foster care, that shit."

"Ok, thank you."

"No problem? I think she wanted to hear that info from you, though."

"Yeah, she told me that."

"Where is she now?"

"Not sure. Last time I saw her was at the hospital yesterday."

"Do you guys text? Maybe you should meet up and talk to her."

"Yeah, we do, and no not right now. You gotta beer or something?"

"Since when do you drink?"

"Like near two years ago."

"You're not drinking while you're at my house, sorry."

"Why?"

"It's my house, I make the rules. Also, it wouldn't be good for your head."

"Ok, fine."

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"What's wrong with me?!"

"Everything."

"Not helping, Zack."

"Ok, whatever. What's up?"

"Trini! That's what's up!"

"Mmhm... Just date already. The drama is killing me."

"It's not that easy."

"Just go up to her, say "Hey, I like you, you like me, wanna be my girlfriend?" SIMPLE."

"I'd like to see you go ask out a girl that makes you incredibly nervous."

"So Trini makes you nervous, huh?"

"Yes, you already knew that."

"I know, but it's satisfying coming straight from you."

"She doesn't understand how insane she makes me feel."

"Yep."

"I really like her."

"Obviously."

"And when she speaks in Spanish it's so hot."

"Ok, woah. You've got it, and you've got it bad."

"I know! It's terrifying."

"DATE HER!"

"I CAN'T!"

"WHY NOT?"

"STOP YELLING!"

"Fine... But sooner or later, there's gonna be a ring on her finger."

"Later, way later."

"Have you two done it yet? I wouldn't be surprised if you have."

"Done it?"

"You know, like done it, as in, each other."

"Oh, my gosh, no we haven't!"

"You want to?"

"Not answering that."

"So you do?"

"I- Shut the fuck up."

"Go to a party together, get loose, drink up, lastly, just fuck each other."

"Calm yourself and control your damn mouth. Does she even drink?"

"I'm not sure, but, I mean, everyone who goes to a party thinkin' that they'll stay sober obviously doesn't."

"Not completely true, but go on."

"And next think you know it, you two are grinding on each other and telling each other how badly you want it."

"I am trying so hard not to destroy you."

"Woah, Kim, save that for Trini."

"Whatever. Why am I here anyway?"

"Because I missed you and I didn't want to leave you in the hospital."

"So you took me to your house? I could've gone to mine no problem."

"Yeah, but still."

"Where's Jason and Billy?"

"Not sure. Wanna ask 'em over, Trini too?"

"Nah, not right now. I think I'm just going to go home and sleep.

"Ok, sure. I'll see you later, Kim."

"Yeah, you too."

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