She was a sucker for sunsets and MDMA. She disappeared at 8pm and came back at 2am, knocking on the door a hundred times quietly, slurring, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Then, “I love you,” to her boyfriend who got up to let her in. He waved her words away with his hand in her face, still asleep and said, “It’s okay, hey, shhh, it’s okay.” They got into bed and as his head found the curve left in the pillow, she got up and ran to the bathroom. He fell asleep hoping he would be able to. The neighbour’s radio started with a crackle and fuzz and then a low booming voice at 6am. At least it wasn’t music. He woke up again at 7:14am to the jolt of her body thudding down on the bed and the sound of the toilet flushing. He gave up and went to put the coffee on.
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