nervous assface

brandon scott gorrell

Lydia Davis answers her cell phone. "Bye," Richard Yates says. "What do you mean?" Lydia Davis says. "What do you mean?" Richard Yates says. Lydia Davis feels confused. "What do you mean?" Lydia Davis says. "I'm going to bed," Richard Yates says. "I love you," Lydia Davis whispers. "Thanks," Richard Yates says. "You're welcome," Lydia Davis says. "Are you even interested in what I'm doing at all?" Richard Yates says. "I'm interested," Lydia Davis says. She pulls her blankets above her mouth. "What are you doing?" she whispers. "I don't want to be on this earth any more," Richard Yates says. "I wish there were many earths, and that I had a choice between them," Lydia Davis says. "I think I would be happier if there were many earths," she says. There is silence for fifteen seconds. "Let's destroy the earth," Lydia Davis says. "Everything sucks," Richard Yates says. "Are you going to kill yourself?" Lydia Davis says. "You are such a piece of shit," Richard Yates says. Lydia Davis moves into the closet, crouches, and tries to cover herself with the dirty clothes in there.