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Love (2015), Gaspar Noé
“Would you just shut up and kill the bloody spider already?”
“I ain’t killin’ the fookin’ spider, Bevan! It ain’t buggin’ ya, is it? Calling ye names?” Really, Lou was just a teensy bit afraid of the spider himself.
“honestly, my ultimate goal in life is to buy out a whole concert of my favorite band or artist and when it gets all hyped up and they come on stage they’ll literally just be staring at me being like-”
“Well, at least you’d be guaranteed a proper personal ballad, wouldn’t ye?”
“Well my bandmate didn’t get the 100 proof spiced rum, so I’m stuck with that shit,” she shrugged. “But we paid for it so the bottle has to be put to use.”
“Guess there are worse ways to suffer,” he mumbled, bracing himself for another swig. “Y’been here all day? Couldn’t handle that shit, I’d lose my mind. Too much... color.”
You know, I have to agree with you in this aspect. A bar would be perfect now… even if some aren’t of drinking age.
“Are you of drinking age?” It was always difficult to tell; Portland must’ve had the fuckin’ fount of youth or something. “It’d be much easier to deal with the screaming kids if I had a spot of liquor, that’s all I’m saying.”
“I don’t have tequila, but I’ve got rum,” she held out her flask.
“You’re a dream, Stymest,” Lou exhaled with a gracious smirk, plucking the flask and indulging in a long swig ---- his features immediately contorted, nearly choking on the liquor, “Fuckin’ hell, girl, are you sure that’s not lighter fluid? You’ve got tastebuds of steel if you can drink that sort of stuff.”
“Finally drag my ass to this carnival, and they don’t even have any tequila. Fuckin’ waste of a party, I say.”
“Anyone in need of some guitar lessons?” Lou meekly extended his offer, trying to main indifference and apathy while his brown hues dodged throughout the room. “It’s the best way to make my rent money this month.”
“I’ve been back from tour for three days and all I’ve done is eat those half black and half white cookies and watch Modern Family and Avengers. Also pretty sure my bandmates are terrified that I’m going to become one with my couch,” Cala paused looking across the table at the person she was sitting with. “On the other hand, becoming one with my couch and watching tv forever seems like a good plan after travelling for three months.”
“Seems like ye had a good time,” Lou mumbled around his cigarette, always scarce with his words and fumbling with his long, spindly fingers. “Tour, eh? Where’d you go off to this time?” The boy’s Liverpudlian cadence made his words near indecipherable with his low murmur, but he tacked on a sly grin. “Portland’s gotta be a little bit of a disappointment after travelin’ around that much.”
“I suppose I could, afraid I wont stay for too long though.” Taking a seat, Rose glanced over at the boy. “So do you usually ask for company?” Rose questioned before turning away and pulling out a book from her bag.
“Normally, I don’t mind being alone at all, but the weather’s too nice to be an introvert today, don’t you think?” For once, the skies seemed to mirror Emile’s sunny disposition. “Besides, cappuccinos are best shared over company, and nobody else around here seems very interested in having mine. I hope it’s not a burden on you? You’re completely free to tell me to bugger off, I wouldn’t be shocked in the slightest.”