A Dark and Stormy Knight (a brief noir)

[onceapolytyto]

although the night was as dark as every night before or since (as dark as every day, for that matter, or any day), i could smell her, and the smell was enough. she sat across my desk from me, smoking a cigarette that smelled like a cigar, and wearing perfume that smelled like cologne. the blinds were closed. the blinds are always closed, because i'

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[explodedbrain]

I love this whole story except the guns drawn pun. It just doesn't fit with the awesome randomness. It feels old and jarring and dumb.

Still: great stuff.