seat on the stairs
Bong? No thanks, I've already eaten.
Huh?
Nevermind.
The room shudders and swims a bit. She walks towards the stairs and takes a seat on the lower steps. A small sip from her plastic cup. Warm lager. A grimace follows.
thoughts, facts, fictions; anything other than what I should be doing
by richard w h bray
Bong? No thanks, I've already eaten.
Huh?
Nevermind.
The room shudders and swims a bit. She walks towards the stairs and takes a seat on the lower steps. A small sip from her plastic cup. Warm lager. A grimace follows.