Burger and Fries with Grease on the Side

He leans back, stretching his arms up and resting them behind his head. "Nothing wrong with a little bump and grind. Greasing up your wheels before you go in for a long ride."

Sid shrugs, watching her eat and stain her new shirt. Even he could guess that'd happen, with how messy Katie got when she ate. It was a surprise more of her clothes didn't have infinite grease stains.

Or that she didn't leave greasy handprints everywhere.

"Yo, my method for not getting food stuff on your shirt is to just not wear one. In my experience, no one complains."

Sid didn't have anything to say in response to Katie's words. She wasn't wrong--he didn't feel right just settling down for one person all the time--though that came with the qualifier that he never felt like he met the right person for settling down with. Sure, he had plenty of friends that he thought would make someone happy some day, but he never considered wanting to settle down and be that someone. It just wasn't in his nature.

Someone once told him that it was possible that his reluctance to settle down came from a darker, deeper place, and Sid didn't doubt it. It came from a multitude of dark and scary places.

But he didn't like thinking about that. He just liked thinking about how many people he could kiss, and how many people he could love as much as he wanted.

He gave his nose a scratch, being careful not to jostle his piercings too much, considering what she might like. "Why not your nostril? Right here." He pointed to the outer skin of his own nostril. He already had a piercing there. "Can't go wrong with a bad boy right there."

Sid scratched his neck. He wasn't much of a matchmaker, and he didn't particularly like when people put him in that position. It allowed him to be blamed if their relationship didn't work out. He became their fall guy, an easy person to blame if things went south. And he didn't really want to be responsible for someone else's relationship and happiness anyway.

It was all just a bit too overwhelming for a guy who tossed out everything he ever believed about love years and years ago.

"I mean, I guess so. But I think you ought to be out meeting people for yourself. Come to the party I'm throwing next week and mingle, babe. You'll probably find someone to share a shake with."