Ben Peek (benpeek) wrote,
Ben Peek
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Street Conversations: Love.





Love.


Here?

Yeah.

I don’t—

I thought—I thought you were—

I am. Really. I just—

You’re—

Don’t say that. I hate it when you say that.

It makes me feel dirty.


There’s nothing dirty about it.

You've no discrimination. You've no taste.

I like your taste.

And yet—yet you’re talking.

You said—

I know what I said.

Then—

Shut up.





I can’t believe I’m doing this. You need your own place.

I know.

Fold the seat back.

Okay.

I can’t believe I’m doing this.

You said that.

I know.

I just—this is not what I imagined tonight.


What did you imagine?

A movie.

A movie?

A nice movie.

We can—we can stop if you want…

No.

Jesus.

I can’t believe you just said that.

I’m half naked and you ask me if I want to stop.


I’m stupid like that.

You’re killing the moment.

I’m going to shut up now.

Good.













God. I can’t believe I’m doing this.

Why?

It’s just…

Just what?

What if someone’s watching?






(Street Conversations is an eight part series, updating every Wednesday that is my Wednesday. Love is Part Four. That means we're half way through. Previous Entries are Wires, Jesus, and Old Men.)
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