Бойцовский клуб
Chapter 11
Mostofthecarshereareaboutahundreddollars,andallthecarshavean"ASIS"salesagreementhanginginthedriver’swindow.
WechosetheImpalabecauseifwehavetosleepinacaronSaturdaynight,thiscarhasthebiggestseats.
We’reeatingChinesebecausewecan’tgohome. Itwaseithersleephere,orstayupallnightatanafter-hoursdanceclub. Wedon’tgotodanceclubs. Tylersaysthemusicissoloud,especiallythebasetracks,thatitscrewswithhisbiorhythm. Thelasttimewewentout,Tylersaidtheloudmusicmadehimconstipated. This,andtheclubistooloudtotalk,soafteracoupleofdrinks,everyonefeelslikethecenterofattentionbutcompletelycutofffromparticipatingwithanyoneelse.
You’rethecorpseinanEnglishmurdermystery.
We’resleepinginacartonightbecauseMarlacametothehouseandthreatenedtocallthepoliceandhavemearrestedforcookinghermother, andthenMarlaslammedaroundthehouse,screamingthatIwasaghoulandacannibalandshewentkickingthroughthepilesofReader’sDigestandNationalGeographic,andthenIleftherthere.Inanutshell.
Afterheraccidentalon-purposesuicidewithXanaxattheRegentHotel,Ican’timagineMarlacallingthepolice,butTylerthoughtitwouldbegoodtosleepout,tonight. Justincase.
JustincaseMarlaburnsthehousedown.
JustincaseMarlagoesoutandfindsagun.
