you never call me by Artur Desruisseauxshe was already drunk
when he got there
"jesus, what took you so long?"
"sorry, there was traffic"
"i got you some beer, but i drank most of it, ha ha"
"yeah, I can see that"
"ughh, I feel sick, I think I'm going to vomit"
he had driven across town,
through heavy traffic because they were going to get drunk and fuck each other to death
now it was unlikely
because she had drunk all the beer
and now she wanted to vomit
"i just need to eat, i haven't eaten all day"
they went out together, down the street and to a mcdonalds
"do you want anythnig?"
"no, it's alright" he said
she ordered two cheeseburgers, a fry, and orange soda
they stopped again and he bought more beer and some vodka and some mixers and some
menthol cigarettes
back inside on her bed
he had driven across town,
through heavy traffic because they were going to get drunk and fuck each other to death
now it was unlikely
because she had drunk all the beer
and now she wanted to vomit
he turned on the tv and it was the news
she was in the bathroom
then she came out
she started playing with his pants
then she had him out
and was on him
he grabbed her head and kissed her
he could taste the mcdonalds cheeseburgers on her breath
he gagged, but continued anyway
after they were done
he drank all the beer and smoked menthol cigarettes
and she lay on the bed beside him
they didn't talk 08/13/2012 Posted on 08/13/2012 Copyright © 2024 Artur Desruisseaux
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