mars 08, 2004
scenes from a snowy morning.
the scene: his apartment, early morning. she is applying her makeup using a hand mirror and the snowy light trickling in through the small window. they are listening to the radio. she is, as always, running late.
her: do you think TC Boyle is that much of a tool, or did they just recut his statements to make them sound as--
him: oh my god. oh no!
her: what? what is it? are you okay?
him: there's...oh...look in the mirror, sweetheart. you've got...
her: i've got...?
<he gestures in her direction, terribly concerned.>
him: you've...god. sorry. sorry.
cheeky beast had given me a hickey.
and i'd been doing so well in avoiding them SINCE THE AGE OF SIXTEEN.
Posted by shivery at mars 8, 2004 09:59 AM
and i'd been doing so well in avoiding them SINCE THE AGE OF SIXTEEN.
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