Night Has Settled Page #2

OKAY, WE'VE ONLY BEEN

TO FIRST BASE.

OH, YOU LOVE IT.

OKAY, SHUT UP.

WE'VE ONLY BEEN

TO FIRST BASE.

SECOND.

OKAY, KIND OF.

OH, WAIT, MOM.

SERIOUSLY, DON'T TELL

AIDA I SMOKE.

THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

I'M YOUR MOTHER.

YOU SHOULD BE WORRIED

THAT I KNOW.

I'M SERIOUS.

I'M SERIOUS, TOO.

ALL RIGHT,

NOW GET OUT.

LILA.

BYE.

MOM, GET OUT.

LET'S GET BACK TO BUSINESS.

OOH!

I WANNA SLAP YOU.

OH, COME ON,

GET OVER HERE, LILA.

I HATE YOU.

MOM?

MOM!

WHAT'S GOING ON?

ARE YOU OKAY?

THERE'S SOMETHING

WRONG WITH ME.

WHAT IS IT?

TELL ME.

I DON'T THINK

I CAN TELL YOU.

YOU CAN TELL ME ANYTHING.

NOT THIS.

COME ON, TELL ME.

WHAT IS IT?

WHEN I MASTURBATE,

I GET A MIGRAINE

RIGHT BEFORE THE ORGASM.

ARE YOU SERIOUS?

YES, YOU'RE SERIOUS.

OKAY.

WILL YOU CALL DR. ROOT,

AND ASK HIM:

WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?

REALLY?

DO YOU WANT ME:

TO CALL THE DOCTOR?

OLLIE?

YEAH, I'M COMING.

HI, DR. ROOT,

THIS IS LUNA NICHOLAS.

I'M CALLING BECAUSE OLIVER'S

HAVING A PROBLEM.

OH, WHAT IS IT?

WELL, IT'S KIND OF

A BOY PROBLEM.

WHEN-- WHEN HE MASTURBATES,

HE GETS A MIGRAINE

BEFORE HE REACHES ORGASM.

OH.

HOW OLD IS HE?

HE JUST TURNED 13.

OH, LET ME THINK.

I THINK YOU SHOULD

TELL HIM TO BREATHE.

HE'S A LITTLE TOO YOUNG

TO BE DOING THAT.

YEAH, I WILL TELL HIM.

OKAY, THANK YOU,

DR. ROOT.

WELL, YOU'RE WELCOME.

BYE-BYE.

TELL KIMO I'M NOT SELLING HIM

ANY MORE CRAWLERS.

VERONICA, YOU WANT ME

OUT OF A JOB?

YOU TELL HIM:

I WANNA GO FISHING.

SURE.

SEE YOU SOON, VERONICA.

VERONICA WANTS:

TO GO FISHING.

YEAH RIGHT.

WHAT'S THAT SMELL?

AIDA GAVE ME A PERFUME.

SHE THINKS I SHOULD

START SMELLING LIKE A WOMAN

AND NOT LIKE A LAB RAT.

SO, YOU HAD

TO WEAR IT IN HERE?

CONCENTRATE.

I AM.

VERY GOOD.

HOW WAS YOUR DATE

WITH FRANCISCO?

IT WAS OKAY.

I'M SINGLE, YOU KNOW?

I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE

SOME FUN, TOO.

HOW FAR DID YOU GO?

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS,

YOU RAT.

OH, SO NO SEX?

NO, I'M NOT SURE

IF I LIKE HIM YET.

SO, LIKE WHAT, THIRD BASE?

WE JUST KISSED:

A LITTLE BIT.

YOU SHOULD NEVER DO IT WITH HIM

UNLESS YOU REALLY LIKE HIM.

YEAH, I KNOW.

I TAUGHT YOU THAT.

NO, I TAUGHT YOU THAT.

WHERE ARE YOUR FRIENDS.

EVERYONE'S AWAY

FOR THE WEEKEND.

IS THIS TOO DARK?

NO, THAT LOOKS GOOD.

YOU WANNA HAVE LUNCH?

NO, I'M GOING TO GO PLAY TENNIS

WITH DAD AT THE PARK.

BUT IT'S COLD.

GOODBYE, LUNA.

WHAT ARE YOU MAKING, SIS?

ZUCCHINI SOUP.

PROBABLY GOING TO END UP

SUPPORTING YOUR ASS.

I WOULDN'T MIND SPENDING

YOUR MONEY, SIS.

HE GOES BACK UP:

ONE MORE TIME.

HE CAN DO IT.

HE CAN DO IT.

HE MAKES-- UH!

WHOO!

DID, LIKE, CHRIS SAY

ANYTHING TO YOU?

I DON'T KNOW,

WHAT DID HE SAY TO YOU?

WELL, I WASN'T IN THE ROOM

OR ELSE I WOULD'VE COME OVER.

I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE.

I WENT TO THE PARTY,

AND I WALKED IN,

AND I DIDN'T WANT TO LIKE

GO OVER TO HIM, YOU KNOW,

SO... YEAH.

NO, I HAD-- GET OFF!

OH, MY GOSH,

MY BROTHER--

STOP!

GET OFF.

NO, I'M SORRY,

IT'S-- STOP.

I'M GOING TO HURT YOU.

WHO'S THAT,

YOUR BOYFRIEND?

NO. SHH!

WHAT?

YEAH, SO I WENT AND--

MOLLY-- STOP!

GREAT, I LOST HER.

YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME.

GET OUT OF HERE, OLIVER!

TWELVE, THIRTEEN.

HEY, OLLIE.

YOU WANNA HEAR WHAT I WROTE

ON YOUR FIRST BIRTHDAY?

ALL RIGHT.

I WANNA WATCH THE "LOVE BOAT."

THE OTHER TV IS SH*T.

ARE YOU GUYS TALKING

ABOUT MASTURBATION

OR DEATH OR SOMETHING?

IT REALLY IS GROSS,

YOU KNOW.

AIDA!

AIDA!

HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON?

NOTHING, LUNA.

JUST LEAVE US ALONG, OKAY?

GO.

GRACIAS.

HEY.

SHE HAD A STROKE.

SHE'LL BE IN THE HOSPITAL

FOR A FEW WEEKS,

BUT SHE WILL BE FINE.

I KNOW.

SHE WILL BE FINE.

I KNOW.

DON'T VISIT HER.

SHE SAYS SHE DOESN' WANT YOU TO SEE HER

LIKE THAT IN THE HOSPITAL.

OLIVER.

E-O-L-I-V-I-A!

I STOLE I FROM THE DEUTSCH.

MY BROTHER'S COCAINE.

AH!

AIDA?

LUCKY GIRL, HUH?

GET HER SOME ROSES.

RED ROSES.

SOMETHING WHITE.

NO, YOU WANT THE RED.

YOU WANNA SEND HER A MESSAGE.

HERE.

COME ON.

WRITE SOMETHING SWEET.

THESE ARE THE FINEST FLOWERS

IN THE CITY.

YOU'RE GONNA GE A BIG, SWEET KISS.

OF COURSE, ALL THE TIME.

GOOD, IT'S VERY IMPORTANT.

I-- I'LL SEE

YOU LATER.

ALL RIGHT.

HEY, I'M FREEZING.

LET'S GE HOT CHOCOLATE.

OKAY, SO TODAY

IN SCHOOL...

HI, OLLIE.

WOULD YOU BE SAD

IF I DIED?

OF COURSE NOT.

I WOULDN'T LIKE I IF YOU WERE TOO SAD.

A LITTLE,

BUT NOT TOO MUCH.

WHAT'LL YOU KIDS HAVE?

KIDS?

HOT CHOCOLATE, PLEASE.

I'LL HAVE AN IRISH COFFEE.

SURE, YOU WILL.

YOU HAVE SOMETHING

AGAINST THE IRISH?

I'M IRISH.

TWO HOT CHOCOLATES.

WHY HAVEN'T WE

HAD SEX YET?

YOU SHOULD COME OVER

TO VAL'S LATE TONIGHT.

WE'RE GONNA GE ALL DRUGGED UP AND DO IT.

I'M NOT READY.

YOU SHOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING

WHEN YOU'RE READY.

LIFE HAPPENS:

WHEN YOU'RE NOT READY.

THIS WILL BE TRAINING

FOR LIFE.

LIFE TRAINING.

YOU'RE BEING STRANGE.

WE CAN ACTUALLY:

FALL IN LOVE.

GOING TO DIE SOON.

I'M READY FOR THAT.

IT'S GOING

TO BE BEAUTIFUL.

I MEAN, DON'T YOU JUS WANNA F*** SOMETIMES?

BYE.

YOUR MOM'S PROBABLY

PRETTY GOOD LOOKING, EH?

SMILE.

OLIVER, ARE YOU OKAY?

THAT WAS SO WEIRD.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

CALL ME.

OKAY, SKIP.

WHAT'S UP, LADIES!

WHOO!

SO THE F***ING KING

OF ALL OF THIS.

WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU GUYS DOING?

BANZAI!

WHAT'S THE NAME OF THE GAME?

THUMPER!

HOW DO WE PLAY?

ALL THE WAY!

WHY DO WE PLAY IT?

TO GET F***ED UP!

SH*T TASTE GOOD.

KING OF BEERS.

I THINK I'M THE ONLY

NON-VIRGIN HERE.

YOU'RE DEFINITELY

A VIRGIN.

YOU KNOW, I JUST DON' KNOW WHERE "HEY" FITS

VERBIAGE:

FOR "A**HOLES"?

RIGHT, NICK, LIKE YOU'VE

EVER F***ED ANYONE.

ONLY YOUR F***ING MOM.

HEY!

THAT'S NOT FUNNY.

F***ING HILARIOUS.

I'M NOT A VIRGIN.

YOU'RE NOT?

WHOA!

I LOST IT THIS SUMMER.

HM.

HOLY SH*T.

WHAT'S THE NAME

OF THE GAME?

THUMPER!

HOW DO WE PLAY?

ALL THE WAY!

WHY DO WE PLAY?

TO GET F***ED UP!

HIP CHECK.

OH, F*** YOU!

F*** YOU, A**HOLE!

F*** YOU!

MOTHERF***ER!

HEY, VAL, DO YOU

AND YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND

EVER, LIKE,

BLOW EACH OTHER?

WHAT'S HIS NAME?

TESTY? TESTICLE?

TESORO'S NOT IMAGINARY.

HE'S REAL, DIPSHIT.

WHATEVER.

"A TREATISE

OF RED AND GREEN..."

OH, JESUS, AGAIN

WITH THE POETRY.

"AND EVERYTHING

IS RED FORM.

AND BLUEBIRDS:

ARE PULLING."

BLUEBIRDS ARE PULLING

ALL RIGHT.

SHOW US YOUR SAMURAI.

ALL RIGHT LET ME SEE.

BORN TO BE:

A F***ING NINJA.

IS IT UPSIDE DOWN?

YES.

SHUT UP!

"AND YOUR BREATH

IS KIND OF MELTING."

IT'S KIND OF WEIRD, THOUGH,

HOW YOU ALL WANNA, LIKE,

HAVE SEX WITH ME.

LIKE, EVERY GIRL

IN THIS ROOM.

PROBABLY OLIVER, TOO.

I'M A F***ING

NINJA MASTER.

HOW'D I GET SO GOOD

AT THIS, ANYWAY?

I'M SO F***ING COOL.

BORN TO BE:

A F***ING NINJA.

I WAS BORN TO BE

A SAMURAI.

WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU DOING?

I CAN'T BELIEVE

WE WERE JUST KISSING.

ARE WE LEZZIES NOW?

MM-HMM.

YEAH, YOU ARE.

SHUT UP!

F*** BOTH OF YOU,

HONESTLY.

F*** YOU.

HEY, VAL, WHY DON'T YOU READ

YOUR POETRY TO ALL OF US?

COME ON, I'D REALLY

LIKE TO HEAR SOME.

"ABOVE A DOCK

IN THE MIDDLE OF MAINE--"

CAN YOU SPEAK UP?

SUCH A DICK.

"THERE'S SOMETHING

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