Clubbing Amnesia

His head was pounding like a donkey trying to escape a bass drum. He scratched himself and wandered around the flat, feeling like he was seeing everything for the first time. It all looked familiar and yet it didn’t feel like any of it was his stuff. He frowned at the thought then dismissed it […]

Saturday

They shook hands with all the affection of boxers in a ring. Though they were making cordial sounds his eyes flashed his cavalier disregard for her presence and hers flashed anger without even trying. He was already at the restaurant when she walked in wearing an incredibly flattering dress and bearing a handbag big enough […]

Routine Transaction

They were in bed. The cinematic cliché of a cigarette after sex was in attendance. Though they were both naked one was a little less comfortable than the other. She took a drag and passed it over and the action more than the smell betrayed the ‘cigarette’ as something more than just tobacco and chemicals […]

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