Chapter 2

It had been three days after the stunt where Zoey drank Steve’s urine, and Steve and she ended up at the dog park again. There were other people there, and they exchanged pleasantries as if nothing had happened a few days before.

Right before Zoey left, she casually walked by Steve and Lex and said she was leaving because she was thirsty. Zoey was a massive oversharer, so to the casual listener, it was innocent enough, but Steve had understood the hint.

A few minutes after Zoey’s exit, Steve left the dog park and went in the opposite direction, only to end up at the same meeting spot. It was hard to see their meeting spot from the path, but when he went around the trees, he saw Zoey waiting with her dog, Bello.

“Thank you, thank you,” Zoey said and hugged him again.

He said she was welcome and handed Zoey the small warm bottle that he had filled on the way over. He took out two small bones from his backpack and gave them to the dogs to keep them busy before taking his spot against the tree.

Zoey took a big sip from the yellow liquid. Unlike the last time, Zoey didn’t acknowledge the taste verbally, but her facial expressions spoke for themselves. She casually talked about TV shows and her home life as if they were still in the dog park and intermittently sipped from the bottle.

Steve typically ignored Zoey when she talked but was paying attention now, as he was enjoying the view of Zoey trying to hide how bitter his piss was every time she took a sip. He was more than happy to pay twenty dollars to watch her humiliate herself this way. Twenty dollars for him was a tip on a meal. For her, it was the difference between eating and not eating.

It took her less than five minutes to empty the bottle. Steve handed her the money and after Zoey hugged and thanked Steve, they went their separate ways.

From that moment on, whenever Steve and Zoey met in the dog park. Zoey would leave telling everybody she was thirsty and Steve never left a thirty female hanging.