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Vera rolled her eyes with a smile, “That’s lame. I wanted to see you all dressed up in your gear.” She nodded her head like she knew what he was talking about. “Yeah, Subban super good. He hits the puck with his stick good.”
“You still can. Anytime you want, sweetheart. I’ll even throw in a striptease for you.” He laugh when she tries to talk about Subban.
“It’s your godamn dream to fill it.”
“You said that the third time it happened, and look where we are now.”
“I’m going to start throwing your shit away is that’s your attitude about it.” He picks up a shirt he knows isn’t his and chucks it at Felix’s chest.
Vera let out a small laugh. “When am I going to get to see you do anything again? Why isn’t hockey year around or is it and I’m just missing out?”
“Season starts up again in October. Unfortunately it’s not year round. The games at least. Some crazy stuff is going on in the NHL world though. Like the Canadiens just traded away Subban. They’re fucking idiots.”
“Well, I need a girlfriend— Or boyfriend who can love me down anytime and anywhere, thinks I’m a god and will go to all my shows, but you’re not fit for the role, sorry.”
“I am here because I love you and want my jacket back, I left it a couple days ago in your dorm.”
“Well, thank God. I don’t want to be fit for that role.” He sighs and looks around his dorm. “Stop leaving your clothes here, Felix.”
“Yes, sounds like something that needs to happen if I ever get that rude. Oh? Well thanks for that, I guess we’ll have to stick with a less brutal punishment.”
“Hmm. Maybe I’ll take an embarrassing picture of you and post it on Instagram. Is that sufficient punishment?”
“Of course. Always putting your schedule over me. I should have known.” She joked.
“Sweetheart, you know I devote as much time as I can to you. Don’t be like this, baby.” He’s joking too.
“Very true. But if my bad habit gets to anything close to that you have every right to kill me because yelling at old people is so rude.”
“Kill you? I wouldn’t even be able to hurt you. You’re asking a lot of me right now.”
“I am offended. I gave you the best years of my life !!”
“Anyway, do you need something? Why are you here?”
“That’s a great question I don’t have an answer to. I’ll get back to you on it.”
“Fine. Let me know. I have to make time in my busy schedule for it.”
“It’s a bad habit, yes. But I will use all my energy to not call you sis.”
“It’s not that bad of a habit. It could be worse. Like your bad habit could be yelling at old people or something like that.”
“And that’s all I truly need in life, N.”
“Don’t get greedy, though. So, when’s your next gig?”
“Oh, yeah. Just a stupid phrase that I got in the habit of using.” Shrugging, she tried her best to explain.
“So you just call everyone Sis?”
·”How does food compare to years of love and friendship? That shit isn’t material, you can’t buy it anywhere.”
“Do you know how hard it is to obtain mine?”
“It’s really too bad that your love and friendship isn’t material because I’d return it for a full refund.”
“I can’t swim, you should know that! Nah, I’m not sharing. That’d be too hard for the both of us.”
“You’re right. I wouldn’t be able to give you my full affection and attention.”
“i guess i confused you for the neighborhood heroin addict.” there’s a hint of sarcasm intertwining throughout the syllables of her words. arms crossed over her chest, she looks him up and down. “you always stand on random street corners, or what?”
“Only on Mondays,” he says with a joking smile. “God, do I look like heroin addict? I’m just tired from working out, I swear.”
“Are you saying I’m not good enough?”
“I bought you a sweater last Christmas.”
"How does a sweater compare to all the shit I buy you? Like food.”
