"Clyde, did you see my stunt? Clyde?"
Clyde, Clyde, fucking Clyde.
i missed being called Chuck.

"oh my god, Clyde, you're bleeding."

no shit.
"dammit, do you know
when to shut the fuck up?"

she held my nose with a
few napkins that she'd stolen from the concessions behind her,
"are you okay?"

"and you care why?"

"you're my boyfriend, silly
i'm supposed to care."

Bonnie didn't care.