[EnigmaofSorrow]

I returned shortly after moving my car and getting booze from the 7-11. Jenny had taken the time to take a quick shower as she opened the door, dressed in only an oversized t-shirt, her shoulder length hair still dripping wet.

J: Damn. I forgot to ask you to grab some snacks. Wanted to watch a DVD.

Me: Oh. It's ok. Take these first. I'll go get some.

She looked into the bag.

J: No condoms?

I did not know if it was asked in jest.

Me: We don't use them anyway.

J: Yeah. Just wondering...

Me: I'll go grab the snacks. Any preference?

J: I want Ruffles!

Me: Flavour?

J: The cheese one.

Me: Ew.

J: You don't like?

Me: Not particularly...

J: Then get more. Didn't you guys get PB recently?

Me: I got very little. Didn't do much last year. Poor appraisal.

J: Is that how it works?

Me: I'll tell you more later. You want anything else?

J: More cigarettes would be good. And a vibrating cock ring?

Me: What?!

J: Kidding. Just kidding. Just get snacks and whatever stuff you need. Maybe a toothbrush?

Me: Huh?

J: You know. In case I wanna make out.

Me: You're hilarious.

J: Just go.

I left and returned a short while later with loads of snacks in almost every variety. Jenny opened the door. At least she was more decently dressed this time, in FBTs and a tank top.

J: That's a little too much.

I ignored her and settled down on the sofa, lighting a stick and opening a beer as I did. Jenny did the same.

Me: So what are we watching?

She ignored my question.

J: You know, you're one of the best guys I've ever been with. And it's not just the sex.

Me: Erm.

J: I always wondered why we never really ended up together.

I wondered where this was leading to.

J: But I guess we're great buddies. Right?

Me: Right.

J: You're still not over her?

Me: Yeah.

Jenny lay her head on my chest. I stroked her hair.

J: Why are we so unlucky?

Me: What do you mean?

J: Our relationships never seem to work out.

Me: I guess it's the way the world works. You can't win everything.

J: It hurts. A lot.

Me: I know.

She snuggled up closer to me, weeping silently. I fought back my own.

Me: We'll be fine. Eventually.

J: I hate men.

Me: Go for girls then. I don't mind watching.

She punched me.

J: Idiot.

I hugged her tighter. She returned the hug.

J: Thanks.

Me: So why didn't we end up together?

J: It's not me you want. I know it. You'll only just be a very good friend. Perhaps an occasional release for my sexual tension.

Me: And you're happy with that?

J: Yeah. You're still the best guy I've ever been with. I'll be happy anyway.

Me: You're weird.

J: I know. But I won't give this up for anything more. Just promise you'll be there for me whenever I need you.

Me: Well. If I'm single I suppose it wouldn't be a problem... What if I'm attached?

J: Just promise me please?

Me: I don't wanna make any promises I can't keep.

J: Why are you always so practical and stubborn?

She wriggles out from the hug, dug around for a paper and pen.

I wondered what she was up to.

She folded a paper crane and passed it to me.

J: Write your full name and NRIC on the wing.

Me: What?

J: Just do it.

I had no idea what she was trying to do but I complied.

She took the crane from me and wrote something on it. I wondered if she was voodooing me or something.

J: I've written my own name on it. If in 6 years both of us are unattached we'll get married.

Me: What?

J: Are you with me or not?

Me: Why 6 years?

J: I'll be 30 in 6 years. If I don't have kids by then, there's a chance that they won't be normal.

Me: Er.

J: What have you got to lose?

Me: Why don't I just impregnate you now?

J: I don't mind. But you would. 6 years is a long time. There's more than enough time for either of us to find someone.

Me: You realise this is a little childish?

J: Yeah. We'll probably have a good laugh about this later on.

Me: Yup.

J: But for now, just do it ok?

Me: Ok.

Jenny took the crane, flattened it and went back to her room. She came back and snuggled up to me again, beer in hand.

J: Thanks.