How beautiful it is,
the ghost of your voice,
haunting this empty valley.
--"The Blues Are The Same" by Lisa Zaran--
"So," Scarecrow raised a brow as Jonathan shuffled into the bedroom, still towel-drying his hair, "did the shower work?"
Without further hesitation Jon threw his towel aside and fell into the bed. He buried his head into his pillow and muttered a reply.
"I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that."
Jonathan twisted his head and glared at his alter who was projected onto the bed, crossed-legged and head tilted to him.
You know what I said, 'Crow! You know damn well, what I said.
"Jonny, you're getting a mouth on you, you know that? Frustrated?" He grinned.
You are disgusting. No! The shower didn't work, I still want to drive over there, press her against a wall, and…have my way with her!
"Can you repeat that last part?" He asked leaning backwards.
Go to hell. Your thoughts have already infected me enough.
"We've been to Hell, got the t-shirt, the cup cozy, and put Satan in a home."
Jonathan snorted, As much fun as imagining Granny Keeny as the devil is...it's not helping…
"You remind me of a teenaged-boy."
Look who's talking, the human sex book…I'm a virgin. And before you accuse me of being otherwise, I don't count your use of my body to sleep with that woman that one time…I still haven't forgiven you for that.
"You liked her too! But whatever…Well, Jonny, we could always drive to our little mouse's apartment."
Oh, yes, Scarecrow, wonderful idea. I'm going to get into my car, drive to Becky's apartment at half past midnight because I obviously know her apartment number, and knock on her door. Then after the initial shock that I'm there wears off I'm going to tell her, 'Becky you arouse me, let's have sex, so I can stop myself and/or my alter ego from throwing you onto any stable, flat surface and ravishing you the next time we meet.'…What a great idea!
"Well, you could be less crude about it."
…You are so childish! I was being sarcastic and you know it! It's too soon to do anything like that! And who are you to tell me about being crude?
"You! I'm you! I keep telling you that. Jonathan, go to sleep, sort your thoughts, but know one thing. I am the embodiment of all your desires and I will not be silent until you figure out a way to satisfy me in a way that suits us both. You think I annoy you, it's mutual, Jonny…so mutual."
There was silence. Scarecrow frowned, "I know you're awake."
Yes, and I heard everything you said. But if you'd like me to try and figure out this solution, you're going to have to let me sleep.
"Fine, but Jonny, I don't just desire Becky for pleasure. Desires run shallow and deep. We want companionship, we want love. I want to love her, you want to love her. You're tired of being alone…and so am I. Give it a chance, she's not stringing you because she's been just as played as you. Two fiddles make the sweetest harmony."