At Alyssa’s house, Troy is making fun of us—me, Alyssa, and Belmont—I think for dancing. He mocks us but the mocking becomes earnest and now I guess he has joined in. I see a dark bug, six inches long. It’s like a worm meets a scorpion. It’s body is hard and segmented like a scorpion, but its legs are hardly visible. Perhaps it is some sort of centipede. I ask my mom to help me catch it. It runs away then crawls up my arm and down my body. It plugs its head into my bellybutton. When I try to pull it out, I squeeze its tail, which causes eight full-sized centipede spawn to pop out the other end like edamame. Quickly, I open the door and pull them out of my belly button, and toss each one into the street, which for some reason, is a river. On the other side of the river, is the sidewalk. The bugs start swimming back toward us but I blow really hard and they start swimming the other way. I go back inside, shutting the door behind me.
Now there’s a hospital bed game that you play with an EKG machine. It seems like a bulky and expensive toy. I wonder if it’s in the way. Eventually someone might need it like grandpa.
Matias’s family now owns a club
But it’s also a fun house and bar and cruise ship that doesn’t move
They’re doing legends of the hidden temple in one room where the slut who is dating Matias is
I have a knife and I plan on killing her but I’m unsure of whether I’ll go to jail for it
Brooke Zloof makes me break up with Jake Phillips on video. Jake and I clearly don’t care.
After I break up with Jake he lifts a bench up with his bare hands in a performative celebration of his freedom as a man. Underneath the bench, there is graffiti that says, “thank god.”
I roll my eyes.
I run to an elevator but just miss it.
Now I’m on a bus and Jenny Mayer is marking my face with all the spots that she’s going to fix. I’m getting plastic surgery? When? Next, she says.
I say I don’t want it
She says I need it
I’ll look so much better
But what if don’t
I’ll be right back.
I ask a girl sitting at a concierge desk in a narrow hallway to direct me to legends of the hidden temple.
When I get there, I’m wearing fur and I’ve lost my knife.
Where is the slut? I think. Then I realize she is one of the hosts.
Alex, she says, you’re just in time. Take off ur shoes.
Her co-host says I’m not eligible to play. The two female hosts begin to fight over the rules: if the fur I’m wearing counts.
The slut I came to kill defends my eligibility.