Packing is easy when one is too tired and hungover to give a shit about the process beyond cramming the things you own into a suitcase and forcing it shut. When you have an entire group of people all too tired and hungover to do things right, well, then it turns into a party. A sullen, unhappy party where the majority of communication is done through pointing and grunting.
I hide my genitals away behind a protective layer of pants and set to work squirreling everything away. There are clothes I never wore, books I never read, snacks uneaten. So much luggage existing solely to weigh me down. So many burdens, so little reason. “Why the fuck have I been carrying all of this?” I mutter as I shake my head.
“Hm?” comes a voice from the hallway. I turn around and Papa Chub is standing there, a curious look on his face.
I shrug. “Just talking to myself. Hey, where’d you guys go all yesterday?”
“Out and about. Saw some sights. Googe and Monk rode a roller coaster, me and Erb gambled some. Didn’t win anything though. We got back right when you were waking up, actually.”
“Damn, you guys were out that whole time? Long night at the club getting lucky with the ladies?”
Papa Chub smiles. “Something like that. You should ask Googe about it.”
I shout out into the other room, “Hey, Googe! Chub says you made a friend last night!”
There’s a snarl of irritation and the shouted response, “She was a Goddamn bitch!”
Papa Chub and I burst into laughter, he at the inside joke, me at the absurdity of a situation I’ll never completely understand. Once the laughter subsides, he glances around the room. “Man, this place is wrecked. Do you think the Libretto’s going to withhold some of your money from you to pay for things?”
I snort. “Good luck to them. It’s all gone. Wait, what do you mean ‘my money?’”
“We pulled our shares out yesterday morning after you gave a speech about the perils of capitalism. What happened to your share?”
“I spent it all.”
Papa Chub sniffs. “That’s either really deep or really stupid.”
I open my mouth to respond, but I don’t have anything to say on the subject. Instead, I just shrug. “It can be both.”