i sat, told him to act more irresponsibly
apparently he simply did not agree, because like any true gentleman, he stirred sugar into my coffee and said all the nightiming is making me look like hell.
but that conversation never happened
nor any other, ever
dark eyes restless with filthy mugs, waiting waiting
i thought you were coming over tonight.
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