i will probably stay

'dude, i gotta get the hell out of this place.' benny's hunched over, looking around his shoulders, sloshing his stout into his shirt cuffs. he's got that frantic look and i really don't have the patience for him tonight.

'let it go benny, you're not going anywhere.' sometimes when you're sick of someone you just push their buttons automatically.

his eyes glow like pinballs and he pulls out his exacto knife. 'that's the problem f.w. I'm not going anywhere.'

honey sees this happening from behind the bar but we both know benny's just dramatic. she's still in love with him i can tell. he doesn't even notice her anymore. it drives her crazy. i can't stop thinking about her, but i'm not benny and that's that.

'you guys want to do a shot?' honey says and bangs down three tumblers in front of us.

'how about a car bomb?' benny looks at me and i shrug sure. it's all going to turn out the same again anyway.