Honest

twenty-six

Giuseppe stares at me in incredulity.

"That's not possible," He narrows his eyes in doubt.

I shrug.

"I told you, I'm a menace to society."

"Okay, tell me again," He says, getting out a napkin and a pen.

I repeat what I just told him.

"Okay, I'm banned from, Tennessee, Mississippi, North Dakota, South Dakota, Myrtle Beach, Bush Gardens and Europe."

He stops writing. "Europe? As a whole?"

I nod. "Yes, the ECHR, voted uniamiously. I'm no good for Europe."

He shakes his head in disbelief. After Salone and Levi committed about 17 counts of public indecency, we decided to stop watching and eat some crappy bar food for no reason.

"Oh, and Cancun," I shout, remembering. "And the Maldives-I am not welcome in the Maldives anymore."

I snort, remembering. "Ever."

He smiles. "Okay, that's impressive. May I ask-"

I shake my head. "That's a story for another day."

Giuseppe looks at the list.

"Okay, I see your Nine and I raise you one."

I quirk a brow. "Okay," I grab his pen, taking a napkin.

"Give it to me."

He smirked. "Japan. Georgia. Any Wake Tech campus. Europe. Five Guys. The Cheesecake Factory, Kansas, Wisconsin, Rhode Island, Staten Island, Texas, New Mexico, and the Ruins of Pompeii."

"That's 18," I breathe. I look up. "You're like...a God of mischief. You're Loki!"

He puffs out his chest, shrugging it off. "I wouldn't go that far. But...I'm pretty at what I do."

I'll say. I need to be banned from almost five more places to catch up.

I smile at him, leaning forward. "We should get banned from more places."

He leans in too.

"We should get banned from more places together. Think of all they mayhem we can inflict upon the general populous."

I nod eagerly. "Most criminals these days forget good old fashioned mischief. Graffiti. Peeing on cop cars. Vandalism. The good stuff y'know?"

He smiles. "They don't understand. Making troubles for other people should come from the heart. It can't be a label, it has to aspiration. You just actively seeking others irritation, discomfort-"

"And take all you can-" I add, leaning in closer.

"While giving nothing back," We chime softly, our lips touching.

"You've never been more attractive," I whisper.

"I couldn't agree more," He whispers back.

"Let's ditch this hellhole, and go f**k in your car like horny teenagers."

He takes my hand, and we escape past Salone and Levi. I pause, making him stop too.

"Wait, I can't leave without letting her know."

He nods, but doesn't let go of my hand. I, laboriously, break the couple up.

"Hey, hey, Salone,"

She glares at me. "I'm leaving. Call me if you need me, okay?"

She gives me a hug. "Same, but don't! Love you, be safe."

"You too!" I shout, and then we're pulled in different directions, me by Giuseppe, who's eager to f**k me in his car, and her by Levi who seems content to just...fuck Salone in the dance floor.

Was that her n****e?

Oh God! Was that his...? Wow, if it was, good for her, that's... that's pretty nice.

"What's that face," Giuseppe asks as we fight through the swarm of people.

"Nothing," I huff, and we're off again.