Monday, November 08, 2010

When I looked into the mirror on the back of the door, it was shaking slightly from the door closing. I suddenly felt dizzy and drunk. I looked around the bathroom. The lights began to flicker. I didn't remember drinking. Was the sweet tea on my desk actually Firefly? Was the Crystal Light actually jungle punch? I didn't think so, but if so, it wouldn't be the first time I had gotten drunk unawares.

The lights stopped flickering and the water heater started knocking from inside the closet. So, that explains that.

I'm not drunk. Maybe a little tired. Maybe a little out of it.

I made to pull down my tights.

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This is the part where you leave the bathroom, leave me in peace. Thank you.

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