Something Real and Good2013

Him:
Tell me something.

Her:
Something...?

Him:
Yeah, something real.

Her:
Something real... Ahmm... I have this blanket when I was a kid, I had satan all around the edges and I used to rub the satan in between my fingers. You know... just between my fingers... all the time. That's why I rub the lining of my jacket. It reminds me of the satan.

Him:
That wasn't so hard.

Her:
Yeah, I guess. I still don't like the whole revealing myself process all that much.

Him:
Afraid people won't like what they see?

Her:
No.

Him:
Afraid they will?

Her:
Aha! But I am afraid that you're gonna not to tell me something... something good.