so I gave Adam a ride home from DC's writing party tonight
and over the course of the drive, I felt my face bleeding
I looked in the mirror, I wiped it with my hands
it kept bleeding, streams, all over me, everywhere
so he let me use his kitchen sink to wipe off my face and hands
and gave me tissue to put on the little wound
and asked me if I have hemophilia.
ADAM: Do you have hemophilia? My cousins are hemophiliacs.
CAITLIN: Wait.. so does that affect YOUR genes?
ADAM: ... What are you getting at...?
CAITLIN: something about mutants, something embarassed [pause.] and well... for our children... daahh
ADAM: That's what it sounded like
and then I left.
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