"Oh, shit, like that huh," Carmy says, nodding. He doesn't have Richie's easy charm, or his ability to lampshade putting his foot in his mouth charmingly. "Sure. Sorry."
He doesn't want to explain that this feels like — vital information for him to have. It's too embarrassing. She's wearing the SINGLE bracelet, he tells himself, just take it as read. It's not like they've even hooked up, even if, seeing her in a swimsuit, he really wants to.
"Hey, you know, I'm kind of thinking like. Fuck this." Talking to her has made him feel better about how much he hates these people, but it's also pushing him past just taking it. "Right? They aren't paying me to sling Margarita mix. Let's do something — else."
Something fun, maybe, but he's not sure if he knows what he finds fun, how to have fun. But something else, swimming or painting or — he takes the cigarette again.
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He doesn't want to explain that this feels like — vital information for him to have. It's too embarrassing. She's wearing the SINGLE bracelet, he tells himself, just take it as read. It's not like they've even hooked up, even if, seeing her in a swimsuit, he really wants to.
"Hey, you know, I'm kind of thinking like. Fuck this." Talking to her has made him feel better about how much he hates these people, but it's also pushing him past just taking it. "Right? They aren't paying me to sling Margarita mix. Let's do something — else."
Something fun, maybe, but he's not sure if he knows what he finds fun, how to have fun. But something else, swimming or painting or — he takes the cigarette again.