"I can't believe how good whiskey can be to start a fire !!" she laughed. Dick grumbled. "I'm so hungry. You have something to eat ?" She nodded. "You brought drinks, I brought cake." He smiled.
"You're funny." he said. She shook her head. "Usually people say that and mock me right after that. Or they run away." she paused. "Usually you do." she reminded him.
"yeah.. but I'm drunk now. So I'm all better." she giggled. She was pretty drunk too. It felt weird and comforting.
A while later he left her 'to pee', a bit further in the woods. When he came back he was holding a few short branches. She was turning her back to the fire, playing with a bracelet. She took it of and ducked it in the air before catching it back.
Beav gave her that crap. He realized. She seamed sad and angry. He cough and put the new dry wood next to the fire. She looked at him and he came to sit beside her on his coat. She was still playing with her bracelet.
"He's a jerk." he said. She raised an interrogating eyebrow. He pointed the piece of leather. "Beav." he explained. She shook her head. "That's my fault... I should have picked an older guy." she said. "Why ?" he asked.
"You're gonna laugh." she said. "Try me." she took a breath. "Do you know why he broke up ?" He shook his head. "I asked him if I was repulsive." he grinned. "You should be the one that broke up at the answer." she elbowed him. "He wasn't even... you know... trying to touch me." Dick paused in the middle of his laugh.
"Oh." He stared a moment at his feet. "He is a jerk !" he let out, getting her to laugh. "I know you'd understand." she joked.
He caught the bracelet and put it in the depths of her bag. "Forget it. Baby bro is a zero." she smirked. "You so love your brother !" he laughed. "I do." he said, suddenly serious. "But he apparently isn't ready for anything jet. And you seam to be. You know, you're a black and red haired computer bad ass, you deserve a bad boy at least..." "Hey, that's what I was tell...-" she paused. "Bad ass ?" she asked. "Where did 'Ghost World' go ?" He slightly blushed. "Come on, Mac. It's just a nickname. Plus... I bet now you feel that you're better off alone, right ?" She rubbed her neck. "Probably." "You can move on and grow up." She frowned. "Stop being insightful, that's creepy."
He laughed, picked the bottle and drank again. He held the bottle to her. "You think I deserve a bad guy ? Boy, that would be exciting ! " he laughed. He mimicked her voice. "Someone that wants me for my body and not my brain for once !!" she giggled. "I think we both drank too much."
He shook his head. "Not until I reach the delirum tremens again..." Her eyes widened. "You have ?" he shook his head. "Yeah, once. One time with Logan. Dude, It was creepy." She smiled as he said. "Never go there, baby. It's way wrong." he closed the bottle and put it in his bag. "Anyway, let's keep some for tomorrow."