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last night, after the bar closed, i went with M back to his house to retrieve my phone i had left over there. (how typically me.) he lives on a quiet, dark, residential street still lit by gas lamps. i let M's dog out when we got there. i decided to hang off a tree limb above the sidewalk like a monkey, watching the dog do its business. a stumbling, drunk girl wearing a black dress came up from behind me while i was swingging on the branch. she spooked me a little-- the cell phone she was holding to her head cast an erie blue glow across her face. she ignored me as she past. the girl walked fifteen feet ahead and then suddenly stopped and froze. after a minute, she frantically started punching the buttons on her phone, turned around, and walked straight up to me. she raised her hand indicating she wanted a high five and I hesitantly obliged.
i said, "hey."
she smiled back.
"you alright?", i asked.
"just fine." she started walking away, back in the direction she came from.
i inquired, "you look lost. are you lost?"
she snapped back, "now don't start getting philosophical on me!"
i said, "hey."
she smiled back.
"you alright?", i asked.
"just fine." she started walking away, back in the direction she came from.
i inquired, "you look lost. are you lost?"
she snapped back, "now don't start getting philosophical on me!"