02-11-2012, 11:54 AM
Miya was trying to get her locker open. She'd forgotten the combination again and she was starting to get irritated.
Elsewhere, Arik and Jesie had opened the bar and Lopakhin had already arrived. He couldn't seem to resist the place's appeal - or its regular, Jay. "What'll it be today, Lope?" Jesie was wiping the counter off; an earlier customer had been smoking and there were still cigarette ashes everywhere.
"I'll have whatever it is that's cooking right now." He sniffed. "Spicy?"
"You don't even know." She grinned. "It's Dad's special recipe too. You can get it on steak, chicken, or fish."
"I'll go for fish. Cod?"
"Nah, we have different ones every week. This week's sole. It's like flounder."
"I'll take some of that, then."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...