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Best Of Our Lives 5
~~Jenna and Avery~~
The two Gs brought Jenna and Avery to a small breakfast place in the middle of the city. Wow, this is really nice. Jenna smiled. I know, we found this place last time we came to Canada. Georg said and sat down at the biggest table. A waitress walked over to the table Can I get anything for you? she asked and gave them some menus. Ummmm, well take 2 black coffees and, what do you two want? Gustav asked the two girls. 1 decaf and a regular. Avery smiled Were still waiting for a few people.
Come with me, theres this little place that has awesome coffee and great waffles. Bill told Skye once they were out of the hotel Sorry again about last night, seriously, I never do that kinda thing. Its more of the thing that Tom would Skye laughed Its ok! If I had just gone home then it never woulda hap
Best Of Our Lives 4
Skye woke up early, as usual, yawned and opened her eyes. At first she didnt remember anything about Bill or the night before. She looked around the hotel room, confused and wondering why her clothes were all over the room then saw Bill. Fuck she muttered under her breath and got dressed.
First thing was first, call Skye, Jenna and Avery. Erica had made out with Tom that night but done nothing more, to her surprise. She was still in her underwear, hell she still had her pants on. It was the least she had ever done with a guy since she was 13 and Erica felt strange. Cell phones in hand within a few seconds 3 of the four girls were talking and worrying about what their parents would think if they knew where they were right now.
Skye had heard her cell phone ring when she was just putting on her bra. Shit! she exclaimed when she heard it from under a dresser about a meter away from
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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