In The Cold Night (Kodi)

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Kodi didn’t want to think too much about the term for their… Whatever it was. It wasn’t boyfriends, he knew that much (despite what he’d said while drunk last night), so as far as he was concerned, it was still casual. Yeah, he liked the guy, and he’d be sad if Gene ever said he didn’t want him to come back… Maybe more than sad. He didn’t know. Kodi didn’t feel like he’d known the younger boy long enough to feel the things he’d been feeling for a couple days now. That may have been something that had been on his mind last night when he’d drunk himself into a stupor.

Kodi snorted and laughed and pointed at Gene’s pouting face. “That cute,” he teased, pinching the boy’s cheeks until he was smiling again. “And that cute,” he added, giving him a quick smooch. This morning was just starting to feel like a bad dream.

Kodi raised his brow in surprise as Gene admitted how things had happened the night before. “You bribed me?” he asked, disbelieving. “Shit… I never would’ve let you had that stuff if I was sober.” Not unless he was trying to make the younger boy… Do exactly what he had last night, retch and be miserable, but that was unlikely by this point in their… Relationship-thing. At the mention of peaches, however, he perked up and blinked at Gene. “… I must’ve asked if you wanted t’try peach schnapps, huh?” he mused. “… Yeah, I can do that. I’ll bring some over next time, see if that’s more your taste, whadaya say?” Not enough to get the kid wasted, just… enough to see what kind of drunk he was.

“Yes, brat, pancakes,” he repeated with a roll of his eyes. “Don’t tell me that’s on your ‘rotten foods’ list.” Fortunately, it wasn’t, which he was relieved about, because who didn’t like pancakes?? “Pantry… Right.” Duh. He felt his cheeks warm with slight embarrassment as he went and found the mix (after a couple minutes of searching the over-sized little room), then quickly went to work getting breakfast made. He was starving too, so he made enough to feed both of them. “Alright, eat up, and don’t complain about it, or no kisses for you for the rest of the day.” He sent Gene a threatening jab with his fork before dousing his own portion with butter and syrup and eagerly digging in. Mmmm….. So good.

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It wasn’t just because Kodi was his first, was it? That he had that sort of stupid attachment to the alcoholic punk? Gene refused to believe he was that stupid, it had to be something else…or there just wasn’t anything in the first place and he was imagining things. Gene didn’t even like the guy enough to call him a friend – definitely not a friendly acquaintance – yet he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the dentokinetic’s company. Though he definitely didn’t yearn for it when Kodi wasn’t here, he wasn’t that lonely. Definitely not…

“You’re seeing things again,” Gene protested with a small giggle. “Hallucinating. Are you sure you’re not still drunk?” Considering how much he was last night, Gene wouldn’t be surprised if it carried over to the next day(note: that’s called a hangover).

Gene nodded at Kodi’s surprise to that rendition of the night’s previous events. “To be fair, you offered first. I just made conditions.” And Gene wondered if the experience was worth it, or if he should’ve waited to see if another way would present itself later. A brief smile reached his lips when Kodi spoke of the peaches. “You didn’t think I’d like it either,” he said. Peaches were one of his favorites, though they were truly best in the little cups or from the cans with the syrup. He wasn’t sure if accepting Kodi’s offer was a good idea, not after seeing Kodi last night, but….he supposed he could give it a chance. “I’m not getting drunk, just to be clear.” He’d had enough of that already, he didn’t need to follow Kodi’s stellar example of drinking.

“Noo, I like pancakes,” he said with a pout. Of course he did, he just liked them a certain way…. That certain way automatically being what Kodi was doing when they finally sat down to eat, smearing butter all over the perfect surface of the browned pastry cake. Gene made a face, watching as the knife scraped over the surface, that left behind a wound that resembled that of a scraped knee. Gene poured his syrup on a separate plate and cut his own cake into squares. Then he dipped each one into his syrup plate before stuffing it in his mouth. “Hmm…not bad,” he said, too stubborn to compliment it as delicious.

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Kodi scoffed, his pinching turning into a (somewhat) gentle push on Gene’s face. “I ain’t still drunk, you idiot,” he smirked. “Can’t I ever give you any compliment without you accusin’ me of being mentally unstable?” Yeah, his head still pounded a little and his stomach still felt a bit queasy, but his vision was… nothing worse than is usually was without his contacts or glasses.

“Ahh, that makes more sense,” Kodi mused when Gene explained further. He wasn’t as surprised now. It was a bit weird to be told all of these things that had happened and not remembered them, but all he could do was trust that Gene was telling the truth. “Yeah, it ain’t exactly a good drink t’start a newbie on, especially someone as picky as you.” He poked the boy in the stomach again with a small smile. Then he held up his hands in fake innocence and shook his head when Gene ‘cleared’ things up. “I won’t make you drink any more than you want,” he insisted, though he doubted it would take much at all to make the rich boy tipsy, considering how thin and inexperienced he was. Hehehe…

“Good.” At least he wouldn’t have to fight to get Gene to eat something he made today. That would be ridiculous, considering how good this batter was turning out to be. He snorted, though, when Gene seemed less than impressed. “Whatever, more for me if you don’t eat all of yours,” he retorted, quickly devouring his portion with sharpened teeth. Before too long, his plate was clean apart from some remnants of syrup and butter. He sat back with a content sigh and burp. “So whadaya wanna do today? Want me t’leave so you can have the place to yourself?” Kodi told himself he didn’t mind either way, although the snow outside still did not seem appealing at all, and he would much rather stay in here in the warmth. It had nothing to do with hanging out more with Gene after all they’d already been through in the short period of time. Nope.

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“Weehhh!” he wailed upon being pushed in the face. Gene rubbed his cheeks once Kodi’s hand had moved away, a small scowl appearing on his lips. How was he supposed to answer that anyway? It was just… “It’s weird,” he said, stressing the word a touch more than normal. “Guys shouldn’t be pretty. Or cute.” Gene raised his chin proudly, closing his eyes. “Besides…I’m manly as hell.” His mom and grandmother said so!

Gene was surprised himself at how much he was telling Kodi. He supposed what he’d told so far wasn’t so bad, though, just annoying. It was more so after that, once Gene had gotten Kodi into the shower, that was depressing. No….Gene didn’t think he was going to tell Kodi that he had cowered and cried when the younger boy shot him with the shower spray. He wasn’t confident that Kodi’s dignity would hold up. Gene shook his head. “No….the whiskey was terrible,” he agreed bluntly with a grimace. His stomach turned from the mere memory of it. His scowl only deepened when Kodi poked him. Why did he keep doing that? Not that Gene disliked it….not entirely… “Right….I believe you,” he said in monotone, totally not believing a word of that promise. Gene was already thinking he was going to have to watch himself himself. He hope it at least didn’t taste as horrible as the other stuff…

The pancakes were delicious, though. Kodi wasn’t a half-bad cook, in fact, which had Gene wondering where he learned or how he learned how to do it. If left to his own assumptions, Gene would simply guess that he learned it out of necessity, since he was poor and couldn’t afford to have other people cook for him. “I’ll eat it,” he snapped back, as if to take up the challenge. Though…who knew if he would, Gene didn’t have that much stomach to fit much in, so he might get full before finishing the short stack he had. Gene was a slow eater to begin with, but he was still amazed at how quickly Kodi finished his plate while there was still so much left on his own. Gene fiddled a bit with his food, then took another bite, thinking over the question. “I dunno,” he said with a shrug, a cheek full of pancake and syrup. “Mom’s not gonna be back until tonight(maybe)…” he mused quietly. Did he want Kodi do stay? Asking the question to himself…the answer was yes. He did. Despite all the shit from last night, he realized that he preferred Kodi to stick around rather than go home to leave Gene alone all day. “….wanna play Mario Karts?” he asked, offering one of the (very) few two player games he owned as a means of entertainment.

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Kodi rolled his eyes and scoffed. “Guys can totally be pretty and cute,” he retorted. “And I happen to have a thing for pretty boys, so deal with it.” The dentokinetic had never really admitted that aloud before, but… Well, it was true, and there was no reason to be ashamed of it! It meant he could be the manly on in a relationship. He laughed loudly at what Gene said next. “Uh-huh… Keep tellin’ yourself that.” Gene was about as manly as a pink butterfly.

He definitely wouldn’t be happy to hear about what he’d done in the bathtub. Kodi was somewhat aware of how emotional he could be when he drank too much, but… He didn’t want to think about it. It was better off not knowing. As for the future, though… Kodi sent Gene a toothy grin at his insincere response. “Whaaaat, don’t you trust me by now?” he asked, forcing a pretend pout. “And here I thought we had somethin’ special.” But of course they didn’t, nope, he was just joking!

Really all that Kodi did to cook well was just… Read and follow instructions. It wasn’t that hard if you knew what to do, and recipes were usually pretty clear about how to do things. It was all just math and science, really, in the end, and Kodi was really good at those things, even if he didn’t show it. He hadn’t really realized just how hungry he was until he had finished his portion, and watched as Gene seemed to slowly pick at his own stack, resisting the urge to taunt him. Kodi licked his lips; he could use a little more food. “Can I have a bite?” he asked, leaning over towards Gene with his mouth open. Whether he got what he wanted or not, the older boy listened to what the other one said, a little surprised (but also very happy, not that he would admit it) that Gene invited him to stay. “Sure,” he replied with a small smile, he mind already whirling with ideas. “I think I might’ve played that once or twice before…. Hey,” he suddenly sat up and grinned. “I got an idea. How ‘bout we give each other blowjobs while we play a certain track, and whoever gets the better time wins… Somethin’.” Leave it to Kodi to make something innocent turn sexual.

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Gene pursed his lips together, not a mite happy to still be told he was cute. Or pretty. Well…not necessarily unhappy either. Probably if it was anyone else, Gene would simply ignore it, because it wasn’t something that mattered. Why did it matter with Kodi…? “Fine, I will,” he said stubbornly.

Trust him? “I trust you about as far as I can throw you,” he said, maintaining the monotone voice. “Actually, no. I can throw you farther than I trust you, how about that?” Considering Gene would probably fall flat on his back if he tried to throw Kodi anywhere….though this was probably just an exaggeration. Gene trusted Kodi….a little. “If by ‘special’ you mean the equivalent of ‘special needs’, then sure. I’ll buy that.” Of course, he was just joking as well.

Reading the instructions and following them was…more than what Gene could do. He could make macaroni and cheese(kraft brand only) and that was about it. Gene too often got distracted in the middle of cooking and ended up burning things, or just letting the pot of water boil completely dry. Though outside of boiling water, Gene didn’t know how to use any cooking equipment at all. He’d probably try to cut vegetables with a butter knife if he tried anything more elaborate. These pancakes were definitely at a level well beyond what Gene was capable of. Though…he was filling up pretty quickly. When Kodi asked for a bite, Gene stared at the idiot before him, leaning over with his mouth gaping open like an ugly fish. “Really?” he asked with an unimpressed stare. With a sigh, Gene took one of his square bites, dipped it in syrup, and offered it up to Kodi’s mouth. “You’re such a baby…” said the other baby. D’aww lookit the cute widdle baby~

Though at Kodi’s suggestion, Gene nearly dropped his utensils, the metal clattering against the plate in his startle. “Huh? B-blow—“ Gene’s cheeks bloomed a bright red at the suggestion, then he knit his eyebrows. “You would suggest something like that,” he grumped. That was why he didn’t like competitive games, there was always a ‘penalty’ for those who lost, in addition to the shame of having lost in the first place. “Something….?” he asked blandly. “What sort of something?”

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Kodi sputtered out a laugh at Gene’s retort, a stark contrast to the younger boy’s monotony. “Fair enough,” he replied, shrugging a shoulder. “Maybe I’ll change your mind when I bring the schnapps over.” He did want the younger boy to trust him, although he knew he hadn’t done a very good job of that so far, so he couldn’t blame Gene. “Aw, you don’t have special needs, you’re just a brat,” he shot back, patting the boy on the head. Kodi had a hard time holding back more laughter.

Cooking was a learning process, and in his first several attempts, Kodi had made many mistakes when he tried techniques that he was unfamiliar with or if he was working with sensitive ingredients. But he was quick to learn from his mistakes, which was very useful in such a practice. It was a good thing he was getting better at it, too, because Kodi had a big appetite, especially since he’d started working out more; he happily nommed on the bite that Gene grudgingly handed over. “I’m a hungry baby,” he corrected, munching on the sweet, syrupy morsel. “You gonna eat the rest of that?” If not, he would eagerly finish it for Gene.

He smirked as he chewed, seeing the other boy’s reaction to his suggestion. “Yeah, ain’t like you haven’t done it before, right?” he asked innocently, daintily dabbing at his lips with a napkin. “What? Just tryin’ t’make things more interestin’, I get bored with video games pretty quickly.” He could’t entertain himself as well as Gene. “Hmmm…” Kodi pondered the question, taking a moment to decide what he wanted. “We can each choose what we get if we win. I… Want you t’pay for us to visit the spa an’ get all the amenities. Massage, facials, whatever the fuck it is they do in those places.” He’d never been before, but he was sure it was a relaxing experience, which he could definitely use. “Whadaya you want if you win?” Kodi was already starting to clean up and prep himself for the ‘challenge’.

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Gene smiled. It was a rare moment that a quip of his was clever enough to make the older boy laugh, and not just from the entertainment of having someone to snark against. “That’s optimistic of you,” he retorted with a scoff. Gene…sort of trusted Kodi…but not entirely. Because goodness gracious this was Kodi they were talking about! Had he ever actually done anything to earn Gene’s trust so far? Maybe a few things….but stubborn Gene was stubborn, and he didn’t want to admit to anything. “And you’re a no-good hoodlum,” he said, scowling.

Kodi was a lot of things, in fact, hoodlum just being one of them. Baby was just yet another, hungry or not. Gene watched as his pancake bite was consumed by the abyss that was Kodi’s stomach. “Probably not…” he muttered with an indignant scowl, looking down at his half-finished plate. It was starting to get cold anyway, and rewarmed pancakes just weren’t as good and freshly made one. Though the fact that they got cold was directly caused by Gene’s finicky, slow eating habits. Gene pushed the plate towards Kodi, giving the older boy permission to finish the rest of it. “Is there anything you can’t eat?” he asked with mild curiosity. It didn’t seem so.

Even if he had done ‘it’ before(plenty of times with Kodi already), that somehow didn’t diminish how flustered Gene would get whenever the subject came up. Kodi was a vulgar person to whom obscenities and dirty talk came easily. Gene was not such a person. He could barely even banter, honestly, and usually devolved to childish name-calling when he couldn’t think of anything else to say. Sex was….Gene didn’t like talking about it. Doing and talking were two different things, dammit!! So while Kodi rattled off his proposition, Gene sat there with strawberry red cheeks, listening to the absurdness of it all. He dipped his finger into the syrup plate and sucked on it pensively. Finally he nodded. “Fine, we’ll do that,” he agreed, narrowing his eyes at the older boy. “If I win, we’ll……” Gene paused. “……I have to think about it, but you’re not gonna like it, I promise!” he asserted with a very determined pout. Gene was great at video games! Not so much Mario Kart, but he still had the advantage, there was no way he could lose!

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“Why do you keep lettin’ a no-good hoodlum into your house anyway?” Kodi asked with a wry smile. “Someday your momma’s gonna find out and then we’ll both be in trouble I’m sure.” From what he’d heard, Gene’s dad wasn’t around often enough to worry about, so it was only the maternal figure he was nervous about running into. He never saw Aggie, but the younger boy insisted she existed, so whatever.

He brightened when the brat determined he wouldn’t be eating the rest of his pancakes, eagerly scooting it closer to himself and beginning to chow down on what was left with re-sharpened teeth. Kodi probably never would get over that habit… “Hmmm,” he mused, tilting his gaze upwards to think. “Not much. I guess I don’t like a lotta desserts except ice cream. And black olives are gross.” He thought for a little bit longer. “I think that’s ‘bout it.” It took only a few more moments for the rest of the pancakes to be gone, and Kodi was finally full. “Ahhh… much better,” he sighed with a loud burp.

Someday Gene would get used to the older boy’s crude behavior and speech. Maybe. Not today, though. Kodi was just glad and amused that the rich boy was even allowing those sorts of things to happen, since he was fairly certain that he had never and still wasn’t doing any of said things with anyone else. He smiled sweetly over at Gene when he was done talking, amused by how much he was blushing. “Great!” he chirped, quickly moving around to finish cleaning the rest of the dishes. He waited to hear what Gene had in mind for his winning prize, but chuckled and shrugged when he couldn’t think of anything. “Fair enough,” he replied. “You wanna get it set up? Should we flip a coin t’see who’s gonna go first?” Kodi licked his lips, already anticipating what he was going to do. He wondered what would win out – more experience gaming, or more experience keeping oneself calm and collected when receiving a blowjob.

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“Because he’s mildly entertaining and too pathetic to leave out on the street,” he said without missing a beat. Gene returned the smile. “And I’m just too nice for my own good.” Gene shrugged at the mention of his mother. “I haven’t heard anything about it so far.” And Gene couldn’t imagine that Aggie hadn’t told her by now.

Gene nodded as Kodi iterated to him what foods he disliked. “Mm…olives are gross,” he agreed, then tilted his head in slight interest. “I’m not sure about ice cream.” He hadn’t had much of it in his life. “It’s cold and hurts my teeth, so I don’t eat it often.” Or ever. That, and ice cream often had a variety of super weird flavors, it was too much of a pain to think of them all, and the only one he could even tolerate wasn’t that flavorful to begin with. He made a face as Kodi belched as though he were singing an opera, and applauded statically with a blank glare. “Bravo….”

Gene was never going to get used to that vulgarity, no matter how many times he heard it. Kodi was one of those special ones who always seemed to be able to pull out something new and offensive every time he opened his mouth. Just when Gene thought he knew what to expect, Kodi proved him wrong not a moment later. This game/contest of his was just one such example. “Fine,” he said, blushing because he couldn’t come up with a good punishment for Kodi in case he lost. Gene pushed himself up from the table. “I’ll go set it up…” Were they really doing this? It was ridiculous…! “I don’t have a coin, but if you can find one, then sure.” He left the dining area and returned to the guest room where he had his game systems set up. This was...such a dumb idea. Why had he agreed in the first place...?

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“Only mildly entertaining?” Kodi pouted. “But I try so hard.” He was joking, of course, but Kodi had to believed that Gene liked him to some degree; he wasn’t that nice and giving. “Right,” he snorted, unconvinced. He was surprised that he’d never come up in conversation between Gene and his mother, but then again, he didn’t know the relationship between the two very well (obviously it wasn’t all that close) so he let it drop.

Kodi whistled. “Wow, we have one thing about food in common,” he chuckled, amused about this. Otherwise they seemed to be pretty much night and day when it came to their diets. Like ice cream. The dentokinetic’s brow furrowed in shock and disbelief. “You just ain’t eatin’ it right,” he replied quickly, weirdly defensive about the dessert. “One day you and I need t’go to the store and buy like a dozen different flavors, we’re bound t’find at least one that you like.” Because ice cream was delicious! Kodi chortled at Gene’s sarcastic compliment. “Thank you,” he grinned. Who needed manners anyway? Well, he supposed if he ever did meet Gene’s parents, he would have to act more mannerly, but… mehhh, he didn’t need to worry about that now. Or maybe ever.

What he needed to worry about now was wondering if he was even good enough at playing Mario Kart on its own to beat Gene, let alone while receiving ‘service’ while he played. Kodi figured he’d just have to make sure the younger boy was niiice and distracted. “Alright!” he chirped, rummaging around his jacket pockets until he found a coin before heading after the rich boy to his gaming room. “Heads, I’m goin’ first,” he announced, tossing the coin into the air and letting it land on the palm of his hand.

Whatever the outcome was, the next… While…. Would definitely prove to be a unique experience for both of them, and Kodi was eager to get started.

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Nope, didn’t like Kodi. Never, he was crazy for thinking so even the slightest bit…though Gene might’ve been crazy for hanging out with someone he ‘didn’t like’ so often anyway. They were both crazy, he supposed…

“A miracle, isn’t it?” he said with a half smile. Maybe there was hope for them yet? What kind of hope, was beyond Gene, but hope nonetheless. They could agree on something, at the very least. Not everything, though. “How many different ways are there to eat ice cream, pray tell?” he asked with a bored tilt of his head. How could someone eat ice cream wrong? Besides, if Gene didn’t like it, then he didn’t like it, why did Kodi have to be forcing Gene to ‘expand his palette’ or whatever it was he was trying to do? “Now that’s just a waste of ice cream. You know I’m not going to eat it all.” And he was sure that even Kodi’s stomach couldn’t handle multiple buckets of what basically amounted to frozen milk and sugar.

Whatever, if Kodi wanted to invest in something so stupid, Gene wasn’t going to stop him. He might even humor the older boy. For now, though, Gene had a game to set up. “Fine, tails and I go first,” he agreed, not really caring much about the order. Though it might do Gene better to go second because he figured he’d be too tired to service Kodi very well if he ended up going first.

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It was total and utter defeat…..how could he let this happen…?? This was why Gene didn’t like competitive games, he hated feeling like a loser when he didn’t win. And given how underachieving Gene usually was, it was easy for him to lose when the other person had a lot more initiative and motivation than him. Gene laid curled up on the floor, limp a a noodle as the reality of his defeat sunk in. Whatever…he just had to take Kodi to a spa, right? That wasn’t any big deal…

Still…. “You cheated….” he said, glaring at the victor accusingly. How he cheated, Gene didn’t know, but Kodi definitely did somehow!

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Kodi beamed in victory as he lounged lazily on the couch, still fiddling with the controller as he drove his character around in a winning lap in Mario Kart. Despite not being good at the game at all, he’d managed to distract Gene enough with his skills in other areas to make him mess up even more than Kodi had. He hadn’t come into this knowing whether or not that would be good enough for him to win, but apparently practice paid off. He got to get a paid trip to some fancy-shmancy spa now, hehehehe….

“Did not,” he replied shortly and smugly, cackling as he intentionally drove his character into some lava. Heh, this game was pretty fun, he supposed…. Even though he’d come last against all the computer characters, at least he’d beaten Gene’s time. He finally set the controller down and leaned back, hands behind his head as he unashamedly sat with his legs spread and chest puffed out. “You’re just a sore loser. How would I have cheated?” Kodi smirked and looked down at the younger boy. “Practice makes perfect. Maybe if you give me enough head in the future, you’ll catch up to my expertise.” Unlikely… Gene would have to catch up to years of experience.

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“Yes you did! You must have!” he said, glaring accusingly and baring his teeth up at the older boy. “You must have….you hustled me! Pretended you were worse than you really were! You knew you could win all along!” Because that’s how most jerks won these games, they pretended and acted pathetic and then turned around with sudden amazing skill that seemed to materialize out of nowhere.

Yes, maybe Gene was a sore loser…no, he definitely was. There was a reason why he didn’t play these sorts of games. At least with rpgs, he could look up strategy guides to find all the secrets and how to beat the bosses. You couldn’t do that with racing games.

Gene rolled his eyes, crawling up from his flop on the floor and leaning back against the side of the bed. “Keep dreaming. I don’t wanna win that badly.” Or so he claimed. Gene sighed. “It’s just the spa, right?” he confirmed, scratching his head. “I know a good one my mom goes to with my grandmother sometimes. It’s pretty fancy, I guess.” Gene didn’t really know what constituted as ‘fancy’ when it came to a spa though. He grinned up at Kodi. “You’ll probably like it. We’ll go next weekend, okay?” He was disappointed that he didn’t win…but Gene wouldn’t have been able to come up with a thing to make Kodi do anyway, so this was probably for the best.