4 Apocalypse Avenue: Tuesday Evening
There had been dinner. A glass of wine and a cup of coffee and then a retreat to the bedroom.
And then... nothing.
Which is why Dale is lying in bed staring at the ceiling.
"Huh."
[For the other one who lives here who is not a canine]
And then... nothing.
Which is why Dale is lying in bed staring at the ceiling.
"Huh."
[For the other one who lives here who is not a canine]