Once the love-fest had hit midnight - hunger the clock by which they counted - Dave, Katie, Marty, and Erika finally parted for breath. And of course, none of them paid Todd the slightest bit of attention; perhaps it was a tiny bit malicious and a great part petty, but he wondered what the reaction might be if he was just suddenly gone. They probably wouldn't notice, he realized with a bitter stab. Not that he was paid much attention to anyways, but he thought that his friends might at least pretend to care if he was gone...
That waitress seemed like she would have cared, and she was a stranger!
Hmmm, maybe it wouldn't be so bad going out on that date with her after all...
I know, I know, this chapter is probably one of the shortest ever written, but I feel as if the title perfectly expresses it all. Oh, and a round of thanks to Kyle37!
Kick-Ass is the property of Mark Millar and John Romita Jr. Irene Wallis is mine.