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her problems. She tells it about how
    she’s sleeping with her brother. Not because she wants to
    but because she’s scared of what he will do to her if she re-
    fuses. She tells it about how he beats her and humiliates her,
    about how he makes her lick black ants off of his dick after
    school before their mom gets home. The ants bite her tongue
    as she sucks him. They bite his penis as well, but he says he
    likes the pain. He says that she should like it, too.

    She brushes her teeth until her gums bleed, crying at
    herself in the mirror. Punching herself in the stomach until
    her bellybutton swells and bruises.

    Jason takes Kevin aside out on the balcony.

    “Hey, I’ve been thinking,” Jason says in a whisper.
    “You should try to hook up with Stephanie this weekend.”

    “Stephanie?” Kevin asks.

    “Yeah, she totally likes you, man,” Jason says.

    “But I’m with Des, man,” Kevin says.

    “Come on, Kevin. Desdemona is Rick’s girl. Just
    because he lets you fuck her every once in awhile doesn’t
    mean you’re together. You need to finally find your own
    girl.”

    “Like Stephanie?”

    “Yeah, dude,” Jason says, strengthening his whisper.
    “She totally wants you. I promise. She keeps hiding out in the
    bathroom because you make her nervous. I see the way she looks
    at you. She totally wants it. You have to hook up with her.”

    “Whatever dude,” Kevin says, laughing.

    Kevin doesn’t know what else to say. He just smokes
    his cigarette, shaking his head and laughing to himself about
    how clueless Jason is.

    “I can’t wait until we do it later,” Desdemona says to
    Rick.

    Rick ignores her. She kisses him on the neck.

    “The infection’s all cleared up now,” she says. “We
    can do it all night.”

    Rick takes another shot of vodka as he holds in his
    stomach. The alcohol is causing stabbing pains in his guts
    and throbbing pains in his bones. Just barely eighteen and
    Rick already has ulcers. Rick’s little sisters, who are only in
    middle school, also suffer from ulcers. It’s a hereditary thing.
    Rick is usually fine to drink whatever alcohol he wants with
    his ulcers but never on an empty stomach. He’s always hurt-
    ing if he drinks alcohol, eats spicy food, or ingests anything
    with too much citric acid while he has an empty stomach.

    “When the hell’s dinner?” Rick cries, rubbing his
    belly and cringing at Des.

    Desdemona can tell what’s wrong with him. She
    shakes her head, thinking about how wimpy he is when it
    comes to pain. If he wasn’t so sensitive about everything,
    she would make fun of him for being such a wimp. But she
    knows that would be a mistake. She knows he would pout
    about it for the rest of the night and probably withhold sex.

    “Twenty minutes,” Crystal says.

    Crystal is sitting in a chair behind them. They didn’t
    realize she had been there the whole time, listening to them.
    She is sticking labels on all of the food that is hers. She
    doesn’t like other people touching her food. Everyone else
    is sharing the food, but she decided to divvy her share and
    put it in plastic bags with labels. If anyone touches her food
    she’s going to freak. She can’t handle eating anything that
    other people have touched. The labels have her name on
    them as well as pictures of kittens and puppies. She created
    the labels days ago.

    “I need to eat,” Rick moans.

    “Twenty minutes,” Crystal says, carefully sticking a
    label in the exact center of a plastic baggy filled with deviled
    eggs.

    “Booyah!” Kevin says as he enters the living room
    with Jason.

    Jason belches.

    “You guys aren’t done with that bottle yet ?” Jason
    asks Rick and Des.

    Desdemona sits up from the couch and picks up the
    bottle. 60% of the vodka is gone. “What do you mean,
    we’ve practically finished it?”

    “It’s still half full,” Jason says. He grabs the bottle
    away from her. “I’ll show you how a man drinks.”

    As Kevin digs two