A bedroom above a bar A yellow soccer shirt thrown in a bundle over the couch A laptop left on, Warcraft on pause A silver bar blade on the study desk A bottle of D&G aftershave near the door A table top adorned with vodka bottles and bartending accessories A gym bag open and messily packed Three pairs of jeans on the floor Chicken bones in the dustbin A view of the river, twinkling lights
The surprises it held
A mugging in the morning A little argument A big apology Too much sushi Writing to the rhythm of a whirring fan A bed sheet for a leg warmer Memories of a violent movie A glass full of lemon concentrate A bucket full of vodka A dream that made me giggle Too many hot and spicy chicken wings A FAT MONDAYS poster on the wall
The story of a girl
She walked in Everyone watched her while pretending to Clear the counter Pick up a fallen pencil Look for the car keys Order a ham n cheese
You want some coffee, sweetie He asks her
He makes space next to him
Is she his girlfriend? He kissed her forehead did you see? And they're holding hands. Does Claire know? Why her? She's not even pretty. Claire was hot.
Yes, please, she says Cappuccino would be great
His hand rests comfortably on her thigh
Are those torn pants she's wearing? Christian said she's staying in his room. Look at the way he looks at her. I don't think she's shaved her legs properly. I like her pink bra, though.
He leans closer to her Smiling
Do you think she likes him too? Must be. Look at them. He took her shopping yesterday. I heard he paid for a lot of it too. And when he had work, Big Ben took care of her.
Yes, one spoon please.
She smiles back Hand on his back
She's so quiet, she's a bit odd. Last time she was here he kissed her. He doesn't really fit into his circle You know, with us. He's so protective of her. Look at them laughing. Not enough for someone like him, don't you think?
the almost real life and times of a serial story teller.Chronicles of a life between two countries- and all the stories that happen along the way.
subjectivism: doctrine that all knowledge is subjective. this is my take.