i don't really need those seventeen seconds anymore
11:30 PMWho knows? Maybe it sounds good from where he’s standing.
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She picks up her phone. Puts it down. Picks it back up.
Puts it back down.
She takes a deep breath before picking it back up and starting to type.
She takes a deep breath before picking it back up and starting to type.
You shouldn’t be texting a married man.
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He sees the message. Her name.
There’s water and beer on the table.
He reaches for the beer.
You should be better than this.
There’s water and beer on the table.
He reaches for the beer.
You should be better than this.
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He taps her name and chooses ‘call’. Connects for a
second but it’s cut.
He doesn’t even think twice about tapping ‘call’ again.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
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He doesn’t even think twice about tapping ‘call’ again.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
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There’s something comforting about hearing her voice on
his car audio instead of Coldplay.
“How was your day?”
“Boring. And yours?”
He laughs and he rants and he waxes sentimental.
She doesn’t remember the way home.
“How was your day?”
“Boring. And yours?”
He laughs and he rants and he waxes sentimental.
She doesn’t remember the way home.
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"Stupid ideas always sound good from where the person is standing."
"Stupid ideas always sound good from where the person is standing."
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