[ just once and just at four in the morning, in his kitchen with a mostly empty tub of ice cream on the counter and her spoon warding off his for each bite. there is some sort of party going in a flat nearby; the walls are thick enough to lessen the sound, but not erase it completely, and while earlier the deep and methodic bass notes had been more than enough to keep them awake, even now as the genre has faded into something akin to smooth jazz sleep still does not come. ]
[ fucking comes. he comes and she comes and then they come from his bedroom for ice cream when he offers to play host again. asha has no problem taking him for all he has, and that includes the contents of his ice box. ]
[ it's chocolate. and she doesn't care much for chocolate, but likes it more than vanilla, so she eats it and listens to the saxophone solo. eventually she lets her spoon rest on the counter and beckons him to her, reaches out her hand for his and embraces him in something that is neither hug nor kiss nor simple touch; just presence, and slight swaying. ]
i do what i want shut up
[ just once and just at four in the morning, in his kitchen with a mostly empty tub of ice cream on the counter and her spoon warding off his for each bite. there is some sort of party going in a flat nearby; the walls are thick enough to lessen the sound, but not erase it completely, and while earlier the deep and methodic bass notes had been more than enough to keep them awake, even now as the genre has faded into something akin to smooth jazz sleep still does not come. ]
[ fucking comes. he comes and she comes and then they come from his bedroom for ice cream when he offers to play host again. asha has no problem taking him for all he has, and that includes the contents of his ice box. ]
[ it's chocolate. and she doesn't care much for chocolate, but likes it more than vanilla, so she eats it and listens to the saxophone solo. eventually she lets her spoon rest on the counter and beckons him to her, reaches out her hand for his and embraces him in something that is neither hug nor kiss nor simple touch; just presence, and slight swaying. ]