Saturday, March 26, 2011

Here we go again

Knock-knock. Pulling up the covers.

KNOCK.
KNOCK.

Wut.
Who's there?

Voooor-AAAA-cious!

Voracious who-
Whoa what Hey how'd you even get-

The door? was unlocked?
Gotta check that.

No seriously you left me dancing Immaculately
Collected all by myself two in the morning and-

What's this?

You brought three morning shots of Red Bull? For me?
It's not even nine.

Did you drink yours al-?
Oh.
Right. Whoop-dee-do.

Shit-eatin' grin.

Just turn off the light, will ya?
Not that one,
Tha-at one. Yes.

Fine.
Hold the vodka.

Yes, I mean no.
Yes really--No.
Long story.

Here let me at least get up and pee first
Yes, yes, here we go.
Shaky-shaky blah blah -
Get my dancing shoes.

They're under the computer.

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