Midnight Pub

and then,.

~tffb

gusts of wind fill the alley - the tucked away nook "away" from the big web. Heavy heaves and intense velocity forces the Pub door open.

I slip in, the door slams behind me.

I skirt around the Pub, looking around, not expectantly, but curiously - hands in pocket, thinking: "what to drink".

I fire a smoke and sit at the bar, Smudge jumps and seemingly conjurs himself from nowhere, now in front of me, low purrs and demanding attention.

I lift the cigarette from my lips, half-looking at him with an eyebrow slightly raised. Exhaling, relaxing, my left hand reaches to pet the fur friend from Web corners unknown.

3 AM. Surely there is a song to reference. Sixx AM(?)

~bartender, an espresso

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~sonam wrote:

i've had one too many glasses of coffee today. just thinking makes me nauseous. Hope you get good, undistracted sleep tonight.

Remeber, sleep is the best neurotropic

~inquiry wrote (thread):