The Night the Lights Went Out in New York City
Who: Flack & Danny... again.
What: Yet another schmultzy night
When: 1:30 AM ish
Where: Danny's Appartment(!)
Sitting up on the couch, Flack crossed his legs on the coffee table, watching the TV with his arm around Danny. They had gotten off work a few hours before, caught a quick dinner and decided to head back to Danny's. Or rather, Flack had insisted on going to Danny's appartment for once.
It was one of those nights when nothing is on TV except the lamest of infomercials... He was pretty sure he'd watched the same clip watching that freaking knife cut the same goddamned pineapple at least eight times. As Chef Tony lifted up yet another whole pineapple, the screen buzzed, the lights flickered, and the familiar hum of eletricity quickly snapped to a sudden end.
"The fuck..."
The room, the appartment, probably the whole building was black, save the lights coming in from the starry sky that was the city surrounding them. As Flack stood up, a clearly audible thunk echoed through the room.
"God damnit!" Flack hissed as he fell back to the couch clutching his leg with both hands.
What: Yet another schmultzy night
When: 1:30 AM ish
Where: Danny's Appartment(!)
Sitting up on the couch, Flack crossed his legs on the coffee table, watching the TV with his arm around Danny. They had gotten off work a few hours before, caught a quick dinner and decided to head back to Danny's. Or rather, Flack had insisted on going to Danny's appartment for once.
It was one of those nights when nothing is on TV except the lamest of infomercials... He was pretty sure he'd watched the same clip watching that freaking knife cut the same goddamned pineapple at least eight times. As Chef Tony lifted up yet another whole pineapple, the screen buzzed, the lights flickered, and the familiar hum of eletricity quickly snapped to a sudden end.
"The fuck..."
The room, the appartment, probably the whole building was black, save the lights coming in from the starry sky that was the city surrounding them. As Flack stood up, a clearly audible thunk echoed through the room.
"God damnit!" Flack hissed as he fell back to the couch clutching his leg with both hands.