A cool calm settles as the sun sets behind the skyscraping heights of apartmentland. There are no more shadows here. Be it summer or winter, direct sunlight diffuses at two.
via “Living at a Crossroads” by Lady Polarity
People rarely get what they don’t deserve.
“What time is it?” she inquires. “Nine-thirty,” he obliges. “Motherfucker.” “Yea.” “Well, what do you wanna do now?” “Ugh.” “You could bore me,” she winks with a little body-to-body teaser. “Oh,” he perks. “I love good boring company,” she flirts. “I live to bore,” he retorts. She rolls her eyes. “To the subway then,” he announces as he grabs her hand and runs her to the nearest subway station home.
—“The Boring Company” by Lady Polarity