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Mikey: hey
Jerm: hi...
Mikey: you’ve been quiet all day, should I be worried?
Jerm: no. Its just the squip. He’s not being. Bad per say?? He’s just letting me know he’s there
Mikey: drink a dew
Jerm: i dont need one, he isnt being bad. He’s not even talking. He’s just. Sitting here. Staring at me
Mikey: just. Be careful okay?
Jerm: I will. I’ll see you once your outta class.
Mikey: k love you
Jerm: love you too
Jeremy tossed his phone on the bed and stared back at the squip.
“What do you want,” he asked, “you never show up unless you want something.”
“Im just. Observing...”
“You’re observing? Ive been masturbating all afternoon and you’re ‘observing’?”
“I’m trying to figure out how to help you get laid. Because Im a part of you now, you know. The whole time you’ve been... touching. yourself. Which by the way is still disgusting. I hear your every thought.. all of them about your ‘boyfriend’. Are you really even dating?”
“Yes! Yes we are,” Jeremy spat, “he loves me.”
“Sure he does. Why isnt he ever home?”
“B-Because he has school and work! Just like me!”
The Squip laughed, finally standing.
“Let me help you again Jeremy.”
“No.”
“I can make sure he loves you. I can make you his perfect match. Just let. Me. In!”
“No,” he finally yelled, standing and shaking, “No! Go. Shoo!”
Jeremy walked to the refrigerator, looking through it for mountain dew.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, grabbing a beer instead.
He chugged one beer after another until he was too fucked up for the Squip. He laid back in bed and started crying. It was another few hours before Michael came home and found him, still downing beer and crying.
“Jeremy,” Michael sighed, “whats wrong?”
“Fucking squip,” he murmured, “no mountain dew...”
Michael sighed and threw off his school bag, crawling into bed with Jeremy.
“I’ll call tomorrow and get my guy to hook us up with a fresh case. But you need to stop drinking.”
Jeremy sighed and finished his bottle before placing it on the floor.
“Michael... a-are we dating? Or. Or are we just, kinda. Fuck buddies?”
“What? Jere, we’re dating! We just. Havent been on many dates yet...”
Michael realized what he was saying and sighed.
“We’re boyfriends. We just. We’re working on everything else. We’re busy people Jerm... tomorrow night. Me and you. Date. Its the weekend. I work tomorrow morning. So once I get home, we’re going to a movie and getting dinner. Okay?”
Jeremy nodded, smiling when Michael kissed his forehead.
“Its a date,” Jeremy mumbled before passing out.