Note: For the foreseeable future, most Mari chapters will contain strong/adult language and sexual references. I will not be putting a disclaimer on every one of these chapters, so please just proceed with caution from this point forward. Thanks!
It feels like forever since the last time I wrote in here. You know what they always say about time flying when you’re having fun? Well, let’s just say I’ve been having plenty of it lately…
Unfortunately, it hasn’t all been fun though. If only.
Things at home are still boring as shit, so I try not to spend too much time there, if I can avoid it. My sisters are driving me CRAZY, and my dad’s a fucking moron… But more on that later.
And as for work, well… I’ve kinda-sorta been slacking in that department lately. Whoops. My boss keeps getting pissed at me for showing up late, but Hell, for what he pays me, he should be thankful I’m still showing up at all! Ungrateful dick…
I’m pretty sure I would have lost my friggin’ mind by now if it weren’t for Miguel and Natalia.
They’re pretty cool, I guess.
And yes, in case you’re wondering, it’s THAT Natalia… I ran into her at a club a couple of weeks ago. It was the first time I’d seen her since graduation, and I’ve gotta say, she hasn’t changed much. She’s still a total bitch, of course… But a useful one. She knows which bars have the best drinks, which DJs put on the best show, and, most importantly, where all the desperate, drunken losers like to hang out looking for a good time… I think I’ll keep her around.
As for Miguel, I don’t really know him that well, to be honest. He just started chatting me and Natalia up one night. She was the lucky one who got to go home with him, and I figured that’d be the end of it… But we ran into him again a few nights later, and he started tagging along with us. Guess they’re sort of a ‘thing’ now… But that doesn’t stop them from fucking their way through half of Windenburg with me.
Almost reminds me of mãe and her friends… Except we aren’t fuckbuddies, no matter how good Natalia says Miguel is. No strings attached – that’s my rule. And banging your friends counts as a pretty big string in my book.
Anyway, the point is, the three of us have fun together. And tonight was definitely no exception.
But there was one tiny detail that made tonight a little different…
My dad showed up.
Yup, I’m actually serious.
Can you BELIEVE it? It’s bad enough having him interrogate me every friggin’ day about where I’m going and what I’m doing… But following me? Thinking I couldn’t see him standing there watching? Like I told you, he’s a fucking moron. I think I finally understand where Carolina gets it from.
Anyway, I think I freaked for maybe five seconds before I decided “Scheiß drauf”. If he’s so goddamn eager to see what I’m up to, I may as well give him what he wants.
I could feel dad’s eyes on me the whole time… Every drink, every dance with that drunken loser I’d picked out from the crowd… The only time I felt nervous was when I heard his footsteps following us on the stairs.
I mean, he is still my dad after all. Did I really want him to see me like that? I’ll be honest — I panicked a bit. What would he think of me? What would he say?
Then I realized he can’t say shit.
I mean, come on! Mãe used to be the biggest Schlampe in all of Windenburg, and that certainly didn’t faze him. He’s the biggest fucking hypocrite in the world if he says anything to me about this.
I dunno. Maybe I’ll feel differently when the alcohol’s worn off… But right now, I couldn’t care less.
I’m not sure how long he stayed around. By the time we finished, he was gone.