Грань будущего
Chapter 8
Ferrelljustletourchatterwashoverhim.
"I’mtellin’ya,yougottahookyourselfupwithsomepussy.Ifyouwaituntilyou’restrappedintooneoftheseJackets,it’stoolate."
"Yeah."
"WhataboutMadWargarita?Y’allweretalkin’duringPT,right?You’dtapthat,Iknowyouwould."
"Yeah."
"You’reacoolcustomer."
"Yeah?"
"Youhaven’tevenpoppedyourcherry,andyou’recalmasafuckin’whore.MyfirsttimeIhadbutterfliesbeatin’upatornadoinmystomach."
"It’slikeastandardizedtest."
"What’reyoutalkin’about?"
"Didn’tyoutakethoseinhighschool?"
"Dude,youdon’texpectmetorememberhighschool,doya?"
"Yeah."I’dmanagedtothrowYonabaruoffwhatpassedforhistrainofthought,butmymindwasonautopilot."Yeah."
"Yeahwhat?Ididn’tevensayanything."Yonabaru’svoicereachedmethroughafog.
IfeltlikeI’dbeenfightinginthissamespotforahundredyears.HalfayearagoIwasakidinhighschool.Icouldn’thavecaredlessaboutawarthatwasslowlydrowningtheearthinitsownblood.I’dlivedinaworldofpeace,onefilledwithfamilyandfriends.IneverimaginedI’dtradeclassroomsandthesoccerfieldforawarzone.
"You’vebeenactin’funnysinceyesterday."
"Yeah?"
"Dude,don’tgolosin’itonus.
