Science of susan, could do the next debbie looked over at me. The cocaine hitting And i just offered a valium grin and shook my head at nothing. She gestured at the mirror lined with coke. I’m okay. I said Susan, did another line and then so did Debbie. And i hadn’t noticed there was an opened bottle of Dom Perignon until Debbie was pouring it into the flutes, they’d carried with them, back to the room.
I’m in debbie lit cigarette, and open the window above her, bed blowing, the smoke outside. Susan wanted to drag and inhaled deeply on the clove debbie handed her I looked over the posters again, as susan, walked over to the stereo and lifted the needle, and place it on the record that was already on the turntable.
And it was something i remembered for my childhood. Something my parents used to play and up-tempo ballad on an eight-track last night. I didn’t get to sleep at all. And then i shifted in the armchair Elegant susan who had stood up and was swayed, the song. Conk is back tomorrow.
I said, What are you gonna do? Actually Tom gets back. Monday night. Susan said dreamly, he staying an extra day. She paused swayed. Lionel got tickets to a football game. She paused again and kept swinging to the music. At giants stadium. She enunciated. The giants are playing the jets, she said in a lightly sardonic tone as of