sixwordstories | (no subject)

Word.

[half chokes on a taco] Uh...hi person I totally don't know and was never married to!! Um...taco? [offers her a taco from his Big Box o' Tacos]

I don't take food from strangers. And I think we have different interpretations of what sort of tacos we're talking about.

But thanks?

Oh. Yeah. [looks down and kicks his legs back and forth from his perch, actually NOT capitalizing on the lesbian reference - the world can totally end now]

I guess I am a stranger. That's me. And you're a vegan. But I always do have a few vegan tacos these days, just in case...well, just in case of vegans. Because I like to feed the hungry vegans if I can. Yep.

Vegetarian. I like honey and cheese too much to be Vegan.

Do you run into a lot of hungry Vegans?

Oooh, yeah. Vegetarian. And...[closes his eyes under his mask] Yeah. Honey is awesome. I keep bees, I should know.

[shakes his head] Not nearly enough, actually. But hope springs eternal, and all that. [He is having a hard time looking at her, because if he does, he'll stare, and that's not cool]

You have bees? I kinda always wanted to be a beekeeper. Is it hard? I have a house but it's in the middle of the neighbourhood... people probably wouldn't appreciate a swarm of bees in their backyards, right?

...Why?

Actually, they're great pollinators and good for all that urban gardening. I live in a condo in NYC and keep them on my roof. It's... not as hard as people think. But I was taught by an expert. Do you want to see them?

Because tacos are awesome, duh!

I'd love to but I don't take food from strangers... and I don't go back to their condos. No offence.

Why not just buy them every day?

I understand. That's smart. Keep being smart. Strangers can really fuck your life up, especially once they become not-strangers. I...really don't want to fuck your life up. You deserve a happy life.

Well, you CAN. But they're not as cheap every day! And not as celebrated!

Can you cook?

Oh believe me, I know... It's why I came back to Vermont. I'm a big fan of not having a fucked up life. ...It's harder than you'd think.

Everything got really fucked up for a while.

Sometimes!

[He actually kind of laughs a little] Oh, you'd be surprised what I can think on that front. [He looks up and gazes off into the distance] I just came here because it used to be the home to someone I cared about. Her life got really fucked up because she knew me, and it ended badly. But...I just like to remember her, and remember the good times sometimes. Not in a creepy way, just...I dunno. I'd take back calling her virtually Canadian for being from Vermont if I could.

I'm sorry things got fucked up for YOU though. For what it's worth, I'd shoot your problems in the face if I could.

Make it your own celebration! And cook the tacos yourself! It will be fun.

[She makes a sympathetic face listening to his story and snorts lightly at the joking insult. Although lately with the way the election stuff is happening, Canadian isn't all that much of an insult...]

I'm sorry. That sounds rough. But remembering the good times is good, and keeps you close to them. I usually just get stupid-drunk when things get too intense... I wouldn't recommend it.

For what it's worth... Thanks. I... [She hesitates and glances at her hands] I tried to kill my problem. It didn't end well and now all I can think is that I'm this psycho capable of murder... and I don't want to be that sort of person...

Funny we both came to Vermont though. ...I'm Anna.

Edited 2016-04-23 00:20 (UTC)

Yeah. I try to stay close to her memory, at least. But I don't want to get too involved in her life now for fear that I'd fuck it up again. I really wish I could be her friend though. [He laughs] I drink a lot too, and sometimes it works, but I don't get drunk easily.

[He glances at her] You can be exactly what you want to be. If you don't want to be a psycho, then don't. But sometimes...sometimes problems really just have to be killed and there's no way around it. That's why you gotta have a few friends like me, who can keep your hands clean.

Ha, yeah. Funny. [small smile] Hi Anna...I'm Wade.

I could! But part of the fun of Taco Tuesday is going OUT!!

Well I can't make the tacos. I burn water.

That's considerate. I'm sure she'd appreciate it, but she probably misses you, too. I'd say send a letter or email or something but you never know if that'll come off all stalkery or not..

Have you tried tequila? It's my go-to when I need to get drunk fast.

I just want to paint and live a normal life... but things with my job and my friends... it got messy. I know I'd do it again for my friends though... which is scary as hell.

Are you a superhero, Wade? My friend is dating a superhero.

You know, Cinco de Mayo falls on Taco Tuesday this year. This is what we've been training for.