Problem Solving

Empty Glasses

Lana's POV

"Thank you for buying me lunch" she says sweetly. I look at her, sat there in my passenger seat, wearing her pretty white sundress. We're  parked up by the beach. We drove a little further down the coast so it's quieter.

"You're welcome, baby. I like treating you, like I say.."

"Well it's much appreciated.." she lays her arm on the side of the car. The roof and windows are down, it's nice and cool. Especially by the ocean. "ugh.. I hate leaving you."

"What inspired that?" I smile, she smiles a little too and looks down

"I just thought about how I'm going to have to leave you soon, and how I'd much rather you stay with me forever."

"Forever?" I tease, just to panic her a little. She smiles

"Stop, I didn't mean forever forever, I just meant forever until you don't want me anymore."

"I think you'd be waiting a pretty long time then, too." fuck, too much feeling. "What do you wanna do for the rest of your time with me, then? If you don't wanna waste it."

"I don't think anything with you is a waste. But I would like to go home and paint with you. You were really good last time, and I like watching you concentrate."

"I'm glad I provide so much entertainment" I say, she smiles

"Stop it, you like that I like you."

"I do. Even though you gave me like the biggest problem ever to solve"

"And what's that?" She asks, letting her thumb stroke the car door.. it's sexy, especially because it's my car and she knows how much I value it.

"Sexuality. You know how many problems I have to solve now? It's a lot" I tell her, she laughs a little "no it isn't funny"

"It is. The point is that things take care of themselves.. Fuck, enjoy your problems even. They aren't going to last forever, so experience them fully."

"You've lost me" I admit

"Yes, because you're a pessimist and a fatalist.. I think that the problems we encounter in life make us who we are, so try to enjoy the character development."

"Again, I don't get it. How come you're still not one hundred percent happy if you enjoy your problems?" I ask

"Because I don't know how to enjoy all of them, that's the hard part." She explains, I make a doubtful face at her and turn on the engine

"You give some weird advice sometimes. You can't just tell me to enjoy my life and have it be that easy."

"Maybe I can. These things do manifest."

"I'll tell you if it does" I look at her "seatbelt, baby.."

"Oh.. thank you." She does it, I nod a little

"You're welcome" I do mine too. I reverse out of our space and leave the parking lot 

"You aren't telling me that you don't enjoy the problems I give you though.. You enjoy spending time with me, you enjoy sex with me, you enjoy talking to me.. You only don't like sexuality and what enjoying me says about you when you're thinking about it alone."

"Yeah because identity's a huge huge thing.. and I don't really have one anymore."

"You're not meant to have just one" she smiles, it puts me at ease. It was getting a little too serious. "Imagine if you were the same to every person, that's no way to live. Nothing would have meaning."