Long Nights Short Mornings

Hey, Katie.

How you been? Sorry,

it's been a while, I've been really busy.

Oh, yeah. That's okay.

I've been busy too.

I'm good.

How's the new job?

It's good.

I mean, it's moma. So...

You know, but I'm really just tearing tickets and...

Pointing directions, it's not exactly curating.

You think you'll stay?

Yeah, maybe, we'll see.

How have you been?

Good.

Good. I was kind of all over the place.

I was out of town for a while.

Then just really busy trying to keep up with everything.

Well, that's good, right?

Yeah.

Listen, Katie...

The reason I wanted to meet with you...

Oh, I just I felt like I needed to tell you...

And I'm sorry I haven't been around a lot, I haven't been avoiding you.,

or anything, I promise. It's just...

I don't think we should see each other,

or whatever, any more.

You know it's just...

And I'm just in such a weird place right now,

in my life, and I feel like things are going a certain way

that I need to nip it in the bud before it gets too serious, you know?

And listen, honestly, this has nothing to do with you.

Or, wait, I mean.

That isn't what I mean. What I mean is...

This isn't because there's something wrong with you or something I don't like.

All right, there isn't. I mean, I like you.

I really do.

And you're smart, and fun, and funny. Beautiful.

And I'm basically being a selfish idiot right now and if you told me that

I'll regret this and I'm making a mistake,

I probably wouldn't argue with you.

Yeah, but that's part of what I'm saying.

You know, since we get along really well,

and haven't been any problems or anything, I just think it's going in a certain way.

In a certain, more serious way.

And that's the natural thing to happen, it's just not...

Where I want to be going with my life right now.

More coffee?

We're fine, thanks.

I'm sorry. What were you saying?

I just, uh...

I didn't say anything.

I didn't ask you to be in a relationship with me.

I didn't put any pressure on you even.

I know. And you weren't clingy or possessive.

Or anything bad. I know.

You know, but that doesn't mean the seriousness wasn't there, it was creeping up.

I don't think you can deny that. It just creeps up after a certain amount of time.

Yeah, but I don't understand. Can't we just keep the status quo?

I don't think there is any such thing.

Things are changing all the time and I can just see...

Our trajectment in this is not where I want to be going.

I don't want to be in a relationship.

I'm not asking you to be.

But you want to.

Says who?

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to... Put feelings on you I just think...

That we've gotten really close really fast over the past few weeks so...

I don't want to be close.

With me.

No, with anyone.

But how can you say that?

You can't just remove me from this like that.

You, you don't want to be with me.

You don't know everybody.

You haven't met everybody.

If you meet someone tomorrow,

fall head over heels with her, and want to be with her.

I guess.

I doubt it.

I'm looking for a very specific thing, I know what it is, or...

You know...

Gonna know when I see it and...

I don't see it.

A thing?

Come on, you know what I mean.

No, I don't, James. I really don't. I...

Is it love?

Are you looking for love?

Do you know that word?

Now, that's what I'm trying to avoid.

Somebody being in it with me, anywhere.

But if you were...

If you were, like, in love with me...

You wouldn't stop yourself.

You couldn't.

- I guess that's true. - Yeah.

- What do you want me to say? - I want you to shut the fuck up.

I want this conversation to never have happened.

But since it has happened, since we can't go back in fucking time, I...

I want you to talk to me like a man.

Throw me in the garbage like you want to, instead of...

Talking around it, and acting like you're doing me a favor.

I want you to tell me that you don't love me,

or like me all that much really.

And that you never will.

I don't. I never will.

Fine.

Katie, wait.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Go, bro. Go, bro. Go, bro.

Oh, shit.

Monica!

Hey!

Monic...

Hey.

Hey.

You found me.

Thank, god. I was so scared.

It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay.

Goddamn it.

There should be sign that says, "no fuckin'."

- You guys need to get off my fucking bus right now. -Whoa, sorry.

I'm sorry. Okay, really, I apologize.

- But, we're newlyweds. - What?

Look, please don't kick us out. We're in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.

It's dangerous. All right? Please.

You can't fuck.

We're not... we're not fucking.

Okay? We're...

Look. Hey, look, I'll sit over here.

Okay? I'm sitting over here.

Okay? Is that okay?

All right, I guess so.

- Come on. - I'm fine.

Hold on.

Fuck!

- Are you serious? - I must have left them upstairs.

Damn it.

I'm sorry.

Not out here.

It's not lady-like.

James, no!

We're not fucking outside on the street, okay?

Okay.

Fine, I'll climb the fire escape.

James, no. You're crazy.

Where's your place?

It's far.

Well, can't you call someone?

Who, it's four in the morning.

Hold on, I got a missed call.

- Yeah, it's from me. - No.

Hey!

It's me. Sorry, I was out.

I'm locked out.

Are you home?

Okay.

I'll be right there.

Sorry, dude.

Gotta go to bed.

I can't go adventuring with you for another hour to find your place.

So my friend lives around the block.

Call me, seriously. Please.

You're adorable.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

So do I know this guy?

No, I just met him.

He's really hot though, and smart.

I mean, he looks smart. I haven't talked to him that much.

But he invited you.

Yeah, true.

Enough. He told me where he was going.

That's why you're here. We're stopping by.

So I don't look so desperate.

But you are desperate.

But I don't have to look it.

Just act like you're my guy friend.

Don't let him think you could be my boyfriend.

Could you, like, act gay or something?

How, you want me to suck his dick?

No, that dick is mine.

Here's my dick. And I'm gonna take a dick for you.

How's work?

Will is such an asshole.

- He showed me a picture of his dick the other day. -What?

- Yeah. -What, like, he sent you a dick pic?

No, he said, "hey, come here, I want to show you something...

On the computer," and I go over there, and it's his dick.

He starts laughing. I was horrified.

That's sexual harassment, you know?

Yeah, I know.

Oh, really who has the time?

Anyway, it's just a dick.

If he tries to rape me or something,

I'll stab him.

Right in the neck.

- I've been practicing. - Oh, okay.