Interface by Lucy Mihajlich

Interface by Lucy Mihajlich

Author:Lucy Mihajlich [Mihajlich, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lucy Mihajlich
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


15

“Are you awake?”

“That depends,” I said. “Is Kirby drawing on my face?”

“Yes,” said Ross.

“Then I’m awake, but I’m not sure I want to be.”

I sat up and decided I definitely didn’t want to be.

The nap had put a dent in my headache, but it still felt like there was a dent in my head. I had a migraine the size of whatever state we were in, and I was pretty sure my favorite brain cell had committed suicide just so it could take the honorable way out.

I could hear Mom’s voice in my head. Don’t do anything you wouldn’t want on interFacebook. Even that was too loud.

I grabbed the spray printer from Kirby. “What did you draw?”

“Guess,” he chirped, and I turned down the volume on my hearing aids.

“Lui, launch interFacetime.” I checked my refraction in the webcam preview. My face was covered with dick pics. I just hoped he’d gotten them off the internet.

I spat on my hand and started rubbing them off. “I never thought I could be so nostalgic about yesterday.”

“Yesterday, you were getting mugged,” Ross reminded me.

“How long was I out?”

“About five hours,” he said. “What’s the damage?”

“Depends which shrink you ask. The last one thought I might have commitment issues, but I stopped seeing her before she could make up her mind.”

Maybe my last shrink had a point, but Ross was faking amnesia too, and he wasn’t even hungover.

“Honey,” said Sol. “I shrunk the kids.”

He never made sense, but this time I couldn’t tell if it was because he was Sol, because I was hungover, or because I’d heard him wrong. I turned my hearing aids back up.

“What?”

“Be honest,” said Sol. “Does anybody ever get my jokes? It’s a movie. Honey, I Shrunk the Kids.”

“Disney?” asked Nancy.

“Of course.”

“What’s with the Disney thing anyway?” I asked. “Did your parents forget you at Disneyland when you were a kid, or what?”

“Never been.”

“Really?”

“Really really.”

“So you’re saving it for the big victory celebration? Take down Interface, then head south to Yesterdayland?”

The van rolled to a stop. “I don’t think so. It’d be like meeting your hero, you know? One large drip.”

“I’m sorry,” said a familiar voice. “I didn’t get that. Did you mean: Venti?”

I pulled back a Tangled shade and instantly regretted it. The sun was in PvE mode and going for a TPK.

We were idling outside a drive-thru Starbucks. The only thing we could afford at Starbucks was tap water. Ten-dollar drip was definitely off the table, which meant that Sol knew about the poker game. Ross must have told him about it while I was passed out.

“Sure,” said Sol. “One large Venti.”

“What’s your name?”

“Pen. And throw in one of those hangover shots, will you?”

Apparently that wasn’t the only thing Ross had told him about.

When I woke up that morning, the only parts of me that hadn’t hurt were the ones I couldn’t feel because Ross was on top of them. I’d lifted my head from his shoulder to see Sol standing next to the van, one eyebrow hooked and one arm hooked through the driver’s side window.



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