Walk from room to room.

[unburiable]

Rifles are going off outside the windows, across the field. The curtains shake momentarily while this happens, and I stop pouring milk into a styrofoam bowl of cereal because the milk is shaking

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"You think it means more if it happens close by"

[vaughnb]

Girl in this photo looks familiar.

The shingles on the roof seem to be falling more frequently than before.

[captainpilgrim]

Complimentary breakfast, indeed. Someone should write an angry letter informing those half-wits what the true meaning of customer service really is. Fruit cups? I mean, really.

The shingles on her skin seem comical now.

[unburiable]

…as much as I wanted this, it could never happen, but don’t forget me…

The boy leaves that on the page then abandons the typewriter, hiding behind a display case. The practice of patience has nary the chance, as moments later the store’s wayward clerk comes bumbling by, taking out the empty sheets to pack up for the night. Reading the typed message left by the boy, the store clerk’s face grows red and he runs to the shop window, one palm to the glass, scanning the parking lot in desperate search. O HAVE I MISSED HER, the boy figures the clerk must be poring over. And o how delightful.