"What are you doing?"

"Can't wait to shave my tongue" he smiles completely ignoring the problem "I'll shave yours too if you want." Why's he being nice?

"I'm sorry" I apologize avoiding eye contact "sometimes I open my mouth and shit falls out." He chuckles "you're laughing?" I turn to him smiling

"If I don't then I'll cry" he replies and my smile is gone "now about your hairy tongue-" "I don't have a hairy tongue"

"Not yet but you will." we finish our cigarettes "and ...