Happy Friday, everyone! It’s
lynne_monstr again, here with today’s prompt of: 4am.
It’s said that life imitates art, but sometimes it’s the other way around. In honor of Friday night, the theme is 4am. What goes on this late at night/early in the morning?
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Gino inhaled deeply, letting the smoke settle in his lungs before blowing it out through his nostrils. The ashtray on the table was full of stubs. He finished off another and smashed it into the glass with more force than necessary. When he shook another into his hand, he noticed he only had six left in carton that had once held twenty. He sniffed in disgust at himself and lit up again. He'd have to use cologne to cover the smell tomorrow. Kougami thought he had quit. He didn't want to lose that edge he had over the other man however false it really was.
There was a large glass window in the kitchen, and he had drawn back the curtains to watch the street. It was early, one or two in the morning. Few cars were on the road. He couldn't sleep, couldn't focus enough to read, and watching television would aggravate his headache ore. So, he sat perfectly still at the island in the kitchen, smoking more than he should and drinking coffee, hoping the caffeine would minimize the migraine he would have tomorrow.
He thought about how ( ... )
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